Once upon a time, a long ago, a horrible monster
stole all the buffalo from the plains and put them in his mountain
hideout.
"There," beamed the monster. "I have
enough food to last forever."
Coyote, a wild dog, called all the people and all the
animals together in a great meeting to figure out what they could do. No
one had an idea. They were too afraid of the monster to think at all.
"I scouted the monster," Coyote spoke up.
"He lives with a very small boy."
"We cannot hurt a child," said one of the
people. "Not even to get back our buffalo."
"That is understood," Coyote nodded.
"But I was thinking .... a small boy must be very lonely with no one
love except a horrible monster. I think we should give him a pet to love.
When the chance arises, the pet we send can set the buffalo free."
All the people and all the animals thought that was a
marvelous idea.
First, they sent Mouse to win the heart of the small
boy. The boy liked Mouse and took him home. But the monster told the boy
to send Mouse away. Next, the people sent Killdeer, a bird. But the
bird fared no better.
Coyote called another meeting. "I think,"
Coyote told all the people and all the animals, "that I must go
myself."
That very day, Coyote set out for the monster's lair.
When the boy saw Coyote, his eyes brightened. The boy loved Coyote
immediately and took him home. The monster was very angry.
"Get that mangy dog out of here before I eat you both!"
The boy and Coyote ran out of the lair. The boy sat
down. He tried not to cry, but a tear ran down one cheek. Coyote licked it
away.
"Poor dog," sighed the boy. "I bet
you're hungry."
Coyote put back his head and howled. That is the
sound Coyote makes to comfort you.
The buffalo heard Coyote's cry. It frightened them.
They began shuffling and stamping their feet the way buffalo do when they
are nervous.
The more the boy cried, and the more Coyote howled to
make him feel better, the more frightened the buffalo became. One buffalo
became so afraid that he began to run. The other buffalo ran after him.
They ran and ran until they had scattered all over the plains. The monster
ran after the buffalo.
While the monster was gone, Coyote took the small
boy to live with the people.
The monster hunted and hunted, but the buffalo had
scattered without a trace. Late that night, when the monster returned to
his lair, young warriors were waiting. They killed the monster, much to
the relief of one small boy and all of the people and all of the animals.
That is why the elders say it is Coyote to whom we
owe the buffalo. Even today, the people still give thanks to clever
Coyote. If it had not been for the smart head and warm heart of one little
dog, that horrible monster would have kept all the buffalo for himself
forever.