Excerpt from Coyote Sings to the Moon:

One evening, Coyote hears Old Woman and the animals singing to the moon.

“Pardon me,” says Coyote, smiling his Coyote smile. “Exactly what are you doing?”

“We’re singing to the moon,” says Old Woman.

“Well,” says Coyote, taking out his comb and brushing his coat, checking his teeth with his tongue, and wiping his nose on his arm. “What you need is a good tenor.”

“No! No!” shout all the animals. “You have a terrible singing voice!”

“Yes,” says Old Woman. “Your voice could scare Moon away.”

“Hummph,” says Coyote, whose feelings are hurt. “Why would anyone want to sing to Moon, anyway?”

Excerpt from Coyote’s New Suit:

Just then Bear came out of the woods, all hot and sweaty. She took off her bear suit, folded it up neatly and left it on a large, flat rock.

“Wheeeeeee!” she shouted as she hopped into the pond. She waved her arms and kicked her legs and splashed water all over the place.

“Now that’s a suit,” said Raven, eyeing Bear’s suit as it lay on the rock. “I don’t believe I’ve seen a suit like that in my entire life.” And she flew away.

But she didn’t go far.

“Hummmph!” grumped Coyote. “What does Raven know about fashion?”

But he had to admit that Bear’s suit did look substantial. When no one was looking, he tiptoed over and held the suit up to the light, rubbing his nose in the thick fur.

“It’s not as classy as my suit, but it certainly is impressive.”

Then Coyote had an idea. It wasn’t a good idea, but then most of Coyote’s ideas weren’t.