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Tuesday, 26 March 2019

DIARY OF THE WOLVES BY FIONA CUMMINGS


Good evening Bloggets. A special thought tonight for someone who has had a huge operation today. I pray he will recover more than any Doctor or surgeon ever would have believed.

Happy birthday to Susan Glover. Hope your day has been special.

Congratulations to Andrew for your new job.

 

It’s been a lovely day. I can walk OK just, I really feared because of yesterday’s hike, I would be rather stiff today. Haha. I’m fine and we went out locally and again my Waggatail worked so well. 

 

I am shocked at just how full of energy they have today. We have walked the legs off them both over the past few days. A yet today they still were so keen to work and moreover, when we returned every time one of us went to the front door they came running as if to say, wait for me? They also had all their toys out and went mad in the garden.

 

Reading a headline made me smile

 The Pope pulls away from people kissing his ring

It’s his Papal ring and when he dies, the ring gets destroyed.

Well they used to kiss the Popes feet, so I guess his ring is a better option?

 

So, topic today.

A story I was reading. A man searching for gold in Alaska, came from a spruce forest to see a huge Alaskan wolf in a bog, caught in a trap. The wolf was only 20 paces away from the man.

 

The man noticed the wolf was a female and her teats were full of milk, so somewhere, there was a den full of hungry pups.

 

The man knew if he released the wolf, she would rip him to bits so he decided to search for the pups instead. He traced trails and eventually found the tracks lead half a mile through the forest and up a rock-strewn slope.

 

At the bottom of a huge spruce was a den and there wasn’t a sound to be heard, but the man knew this was quite normal, so he began to mimic the high pitch sound of a wolf.  Nothing happened but then after another attempt of imitating the Mother wolf, four pups walked out.

 

They were a few weeks old. The man stuck out his fingers and they suckled on his thumbs. One by one, he placed them in a special bag. And then went back down the slope.

 

When he approached the mother wolf, she stood up and screamed to her pups. He released the pups and they suckled at her stomach.

 

The man went to find food for the mother. He spotted the leg of a deer. The man threw chunks of the deer to the mother. And then made a shelter for himself near by the wolves. The next morning, he was woken by four bundles of fluff. They nuzzled at his fingers and licked his face. He knew though the Mum would break his arm with one bite, but he had to save her.

 

Over the next few days, he shared his time between prospecting and trying to win over the wolfs trust.

 

He played with the pups and fed the wolf from a far. She never took her deep dark eyes off the man.

 

On the fifth day, the pups bounced towards the man. He went to the Mother he noticed she wagged her tail so he wrapped a blanket around his shoulders and sat eight feet away from the mother.

 

He fell asleep and the next morning he was woken by the pups feeding from the mother. He slowly went to the mother and tried to stroke her painful leg that had been trapped and still was in the trap.

 She flinched but didn’t threaten him. All he wanted to do was release her back to the mountains.

 

The traps steel jaws had caught the poor wolfs two toes but not her paw.

 

The man released the trap and the wolf was free.

Whimpering, the wolf jumped about, the wolf should have gathered her pups and ran into the woods, but she came to the man, and started to lick him and was so gentle to him.

 

She then headed towards the woods. But looking back to the man, he asked. You want me to come with you girl? He gathered his things and followed them.

 

There was a huge pack of wolves. They howled and he said it was an eerie sound. He left the wolves and the Mother wolf let out one huge howl looking towards him.

 

 

Four whole years later, he returned to the creek and it was after he had served in world war II

He went into the forest over the mountain and made that sound he knew the sound of a wolf calling. He was quiet and through the mountains a wolf echoed that familiar howl. Then towards him came a figure he would never forget. She stopped in front of him she wagged her tail and he waved to her then left with wonderful memories.

 

Just shows there are good people out there or there was, as that was many years ago, I hope still like the wolf’s howl, echoing in the distance, kindness will also echo in humanity when it comes to animals. God bless all people who save animals.

 

  

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