Now, Coyote, that Ol' Coyote, followed a low,
flat ravine, into the heart of Dene country. He
had discovered the ravine in a dream, thanks
to Spider Woman. She had woven her web
over the face of his dream, and then crawled
Now, Coyote respected Spider Woman - she
was wise beyond her years.
"Why don't you follow that ravine, Ol' Coyote?"
She said, staring at him. her eyes were large,
like two full moons.
So, Coyote followed the ravine.
He walked for seven hours until he noticed
something peculiar. "Why, I'm following my
footsteps!" He said, out loud. "See, where
that pebble was moved. Only the toe of a
Coyote would move a pebble in that fashion."
Coyote looked about the ravine, and said to
himself, "I must be lost?" He began to sing:
"I don't feel lost,
I don't feel lost,
I'm following my footsteps,
Oh sweet footsteps,
Oh joy, sweet footsteps,
I love my footsteps,
Look how I walk,
I am lost, I am lost...."
Now, Coyote, that Ol' Coyote, continued to
follow his footsteps, sniffing at the tracks, and
marvelling at his own scent.
"Is that how I smell?" He said, out loud. "It's a
wonder anyone comes near me," he chuckled.
Spider woman, for her part, was growing tired
of watching Coyote dancing about, singing,
and smelling his own tracks.
"I'm tired of the antics of that crazy Ol' Coyote,"
she mused. So, picking up her web from the
face of his dream, she crawled silently away.
The next thing that Coyote knew, he was on
the road to Ixtlan.