This, my friends, is Coyotecrowass. XD

This is my old friend and neighbor, Paul's "fursona". Well, not really. He isn't a furry. He's just always considered himself a mixture of a crow, a coyote, and a donkey. He's mischievous, stubborn, and loves the desert.

Paul is probably the happiest, wisest man I've ever met in my entire life. He basically raised me as a father figure. He was in the Vietnam war, but he loves Vietnam and often goes back to visit friends he made there. He's been homeless before, but he spent all of his homeless days not on the streets begging for money, but living in his van on the beaches of Cali, surfing every day til the sun went down.

He knows how to make this life magical, and happy. He is such a grateful, and kind, and positive person. Its infectious. He does his own thing, but if you actually manage to make friends with him, he is probably the best friend you could ever have.

He is a strong believer in Native American and Buddhist spiritualities, though he blends them together to make his own path.

On Christmas eve, he's gonna come from Arizona to visit me on his way up to San Jose. You have no idea how grateful I'm gonna be for this. I really miss Arizona, and all the people in it, including him. And I'm hoping he'll have some good advice for me, and cheer me up. I need it.