by Alan Nafzger & Lilly Tabbytite (Comanche)
Old Coyote and Old Coyote Woman lived on one side of the hill, and Old Coyote Woman lived on the other. Both Old Beaver and Old Beaver Woman were still alive. Every night, they paid each other visits. When it was snowing heavily one night, Coyote decided, "I'll go over and invite my brother Beaver to go hunting." "I'm going over to see Beaver and tell him we're going hunting," he told his wife. And we're going to make plans to swap wives as well. "
He went to Beaver's house. "Hello!" he exclaimed when he arrived. "Hello, come in and sit down," Beaver replied.
They sat by the fireplace and smoked together.
"I came over to tell you we're going hunting," Coyote explained. We'll bring any rabbits we kill back to our wives. I'll bring mine to your wife, and you'll bring mine to mine. "
"That's fine."
"You have to go first."
"No, "Beaver replied. "You take the lead. This is your formal invitation. " I was invited by you. "
"OK, fine. I'll leave first thing in the morning. "
"I'm going hunting for you tomorrow," Coyote said to Old Beaver Woman. We'll then spend the night together. "
This made the Old Beaver Woman happy. "I'll sing the song, so you'll kill a lot of rabbits," she promised.
The next day, Old Beaver Woman began preparing supper while singing the hunting song. She wanted to be prepared for Coyote when he returned. It was late, and Coyote had not returned. The elderly Beaver Woman waited and waited. She was singing, "Old Coyote, Old Coyote, come sleep with me," as she sat near the fireplace.
Come have some fun with me.
Ai-oo-ai-oo (making a sound like a coyote makes) (making a sound like a coyote makes).
"What are you singing for?" Old Beaver asked. He's not going to kill anything. He is not a hunter. The Beaver Woman waited and waited some more. Nothing was killed by a coyote. He never showed up.
It was Old Beaver's turn to go hunting the next day. He went to tell Old Coyote Woman to wait for him because he was going to hunt rabbits for her and spend the night with her. "No problem," she said. "I'll be there."
Old Beaver went out and slaughtered so many rabbits that he couldn't carry them all. He returned to Coyote's house that night, saying, "Old Coyote Woman, here are the rabbits!"
"Thank you, thank you Old Beaver," she said as she took them.
They went straight into the inner room, leaving Old Man Coyote alone in the front room. They all ate dinner together later. Coyote was enraged. He went to bed after finishing his dinner.
That night, Old Beaver was having sex with Coyote Woman in the next room when she cried out. Coyote yelled, "Old Beaver!" "Please don't hurt my wife!"
"Shut up, Old Man Coyote!" said the Old Coyote Woman. I'm crying because I enjoy it. "
When they had finished kissing, Old Beaver went over to Coyote's sleeping spot. "We just want to be friends," he explained. "We don't want ill will between us. This was your strategy. I'll always be at home if you want to come over. "
Old Beaver returned home. They were just as good neighbors as before.