I look at her and I think of that looooong thread that ties her to the wolves. It's a stretch, but still a canine connection.
|photo: courtesy of Sheryl and Bonnie-location-- I'll NEVER tell.|
Yet, they're predators, and people search for the outliers, the horror stories. My ears perked up to this this runner story last month in Alaska. I heard on the radio that The Gray is the hottest movie out right now. It's because those wolves are big and baaaaad.
Apparently the wolves in MN are prolific enough to be taken off the endangered species list. The DNR reports that hunting/trapping might begin as early as next fall. I listened to guru Dr. Dave Mech's ideas about managing the wolf population. I've been reading his books since I was 15: I'll defer to him. He knows wolves, and seems to have a balanced approach when considering all the stakeholders.. I won't picket the DNR, but I don't have to like the idea. I'm not sure, it just seems like---they're our allies. Partners in the hunt, not the hunted.
Our galloping girl broke a tooth a while ago, and she was drooling drooling drooling all over, so we paid the vet to pull it out. The vet said we'd better quit giving her the soup bones to chew on, her teeth have to last quite a few more years. So we can keep feeding her and housing her, and throwing the ball. She's ensured her survival in the craftiest of ways. She wins the evolutionary battle, doesn't she?
|Photo courtesy of Sheryl and Bonnie Location: BIG SECRET.|
What kind of crazy world do we live in where our goofy dog trumps this wolf in survival tools?