had a friend who lived in the “Uptown” neighborhood in Chicago (just down the street from Al Capone’s famous bar, “the Green Mill”) his 3 flat was smack dab in the most urban part of Chicago, but it overlooked a graveyard, and on moonlight nights you could easily see the thriving pack of coyotes that graveyard hosted. It was easily a dozen +
I don’t see them at my place, but I sometimes hear them. “Yelp, yelp, yelp, yelp.”