The combination of the above has reduced me to a quivering puddle of exhaustion. (Particularly the lost, elderly wolf-dog—now thankfully found—who had me frantically hiking through neighbors’ backyards with a flashlight Tuesday Monday* night, then driving around the area until 4:30 in the morning. The neighbors were nice enough not to shoot at me when I was prowling on foot, which I genuinely appreciated. At daybreak Loup-Loup emerged from a hiding place a mile away, wet, disoriented and shivering. A kind person saw her, read her tag and called me. Poor dog. Poor me. All better now.)
As a consequence, I’ll post later in the day.
In the meantime listen to Father Greg on on Patt Morrison’s show.
Back soon.
*I’m clearly having trouble telling the days apart. Sad. Very sad.
I am so glad that Loup-Loup is OK and back home.
Our pets over time become beloved family members who we care for greatly.
So pat Loup-Loup for all of us.
I know just what you mean. I wanted to make it up to the city last night for the book launch but couldn’t get out from all my other work (many, many student papers) – which I didn’t manage to finish either. Somehow starting today exactly where I was yesterday…
Glad you got your dog back. I know the feeling when they’re lost. I suspect that your cat is behind his being locked out and becoming missing, but he’ll never admit it.
Merlin definitely seems a bit shady in all this. To add to everything there was a mountain lion seen in the neighborhood Tuesday. (In all seriousness.) I suspect inter-feline deals might have been made.
Gorgeous looking pet Celeste, glad she’s safe at home.
A good friend of mine who lives in Salmon Idaho sent me some email photos yesterday, of a hunter (they now have a wolf hunting season in Idaho), he knows that pictured this Daniel Boone in the snow holding up a beautiful looking wolf, it looked just like your girl, but was dead from a gunshot wound. The hunter was holding the dead animal up on it’s hind legs with it’s front legs draped over his shoulders, over six feet tall. This hunter had a big shit eating smile on his face and informed everyone that he had shot the wolf from a 1000 feet away.
I know, different strokes for different folks, but it somehow looked very wrong to me.
I can’t stand Idaho’s wolf hunting policy. I think the gray wolf should still be on the endangered list in the lower 48. I don’t think it’s population is yet stable enough. But regrettably no one has crowned me queen on this issue. Wolves are one of those subjects on which rationality takes a hike out the door. People who don’t like ’em, HATE ’em.