Well, some people say Bill was just a baby when his family lost him. Others say he was four years old. But all agree that a group of animals called coyotes found Bill and raised him. Bill did all the things those animals did, like chase lizards and howl at the moon. He became as good a coyote as any. Now, Bill spent seventeen years living like a coyote until one day a cowboy rode by on his horse. Some say the cowboy was one of Bill's brothers. Whoever he was, he took one look at Bill and asked, «What are you?» Bill was not used to human language. At first, he could not say anything. The cowboy repeated his question. This time, Bill said, «varmint.» That is a word used for any kind of wild animal. «No you aren't,» said the cowboy. «Yes, I am,» said Bill. «I have fleas.» «Lots of people have fleas,» said the cowboy. «You don't have a tail.» «Yes, I do,» said Bill. «Show it to me then,» the cowboy said. Bill looked at his backside and realized that he did not have a tail like the other coyotes. «Well, what am I then?» asked Bill. «You're a cowboy! So start acting like one!» the cowboy cried out. Well that was all Bill needed to hear. He said goodbye to his coyote friends and left to join the world of humans.