A couple of Paris Hilton's little mutant dogs were reportedly eaten by a coyote. Paris is denying this but as we know a denial from her ain't worth shit. I feel sorry for the dogs but sorrier for the coyote. You know those greasy little yappers gave the poor thing indigestion. The little bastards might've been able to run away or defend themselves but of course those things are bred to be cute but pretty much helpless. The best they could've done was utter a couple feeble, raspy barks as the coyote's jaws closed around their little hairless shuddering bodies. Were one inclined to hunt down the coyote, one would need only look for the piles of curiously sparkly coyote scat.
