Tag Archives: wolves

Garbage Day

avatarPosted on by October 12, 2012  

The whole neighbourhood, street or forest, knows Garbage Day has switched to the second morning after the Weekend. Every Fur Person, whether in the Woods or in Town, knows when the Weekend is over, because that’s when the little apes toddle off to their school again. We had just come off a huge Weekend, when … Continue reading →

…and Not a Lick to Lap

avatarPosted on by October 12, 2012  

I nearly thirsted to death in Nanaimo. That gave me paws. Panting, I considered humans’ strange relationship with water. Imagine wearing a thick black fur coat like mine in the summer sun, with nothing but your long, sweaty tongue to cool down sixty kilos of wolf body! That was me at the end of a … Continue reading →