A howl in the darkness

We went to bed around 12:30 AM last night, after spending the evening hopping back & forth from one TV channel and one online news site and chat to another, feeling bone-weary and depressed about the dark state of the world right now. 

I woke up around 4:30 AM, and went to the bathroom. Through the duct for the ventilating fan (which leads outside), I could hear the ominous and unnerving sounds of what I first wondered were human screams or sobs. 

I went back to bed, but couldn't go back to sleep. I finally got up again sometime after 5 -- just in time to turn on the TV and hear CNN project Donald Trump as the winner of last night's U.S. election. 

Dh got up at that point too -- and it wasn't too long after that we both heard the same weird howling/yelping noise, coming from outside. Dh opened the balcony door a crack. It was LOUD. Obviously nearby. "Sounds like dogs," he remarked. 

Then it clicked. Coyotes. There are plenty of them in the Toronto area, and there's a bit of a wooded ravine and a creek that borders one side of our property and some of the townhouses behind us -- an obvious place for them for be lurking.  It's been a while, but we've heard them out there howling in the past, and even spotted a few trotting through the construction site, back when the townhouses were being built. 

I'm glad it wasn't a human in distress.   

But it was still unnerving to hear. Especially on this particular morning.