We had out of state family staying at the Preserve for ten days mid month. One of them was my darling, almost 3 year old Grandson, Nathan. The Wolves had seen Nathan once before when he was a mere five months old and they always seemed so interested when I returned from a trip up north in the smells I brought back. I was hoping they would remember him and not carry on. That didn’t happen. They were not happy when this mini human showed up and started shaking up things at WHAP. There was never a dull moment. Nathan loved looking at them. He figured out that if he ran along the fence line that they would all run with him. They always won what he considered was a race and it was his goal to beat them. He would look at me with those baby blues and say, “Grandma, I lose and they win”, with the look of dismay on his sweet face. The Wolves and in particular Chito carried on for the better part of four days every time they saw him. We heard a lot of distress howling and chuffing. Waya being our most playful Wolf seemed to like Nathan and whined when he approached. Niko Akni was actually pouting. He was not happy smelling Nathan on “his” Grandma and he seemed to be upset with me. Don suggested that we have Nathan pull the food wagon over to the enclosure gate in hopes that they would consider him a food bringer and relax a bit. Either it worked or they just got tired because they stopped the next day. Nathan cried when Grandma and his Dad, my son John, went into the Wolf enclosure, he wanted to come with. This was amazing to me since he is at the age where he is fearful and skeptical of about everything. Grandma has been telling him about Wolves since he was born so perhaps this is why he isn’t afraid of them. One of his favorite movies is Alpha and Omega. One of our rescue dogs, Tah-lee, the one who the Water Valley Wildlife rehabilitators gave us, just loved Nathan. The two of them romped around for most of the visit.
Niko Akni, Waya and Ohoyo are still losing their winter coats. The rest of the pack members are pretty much done. They all look very good despite losing 3 or 4 inches of fur. Their appetites are all good and we haven’t had reason to cut down on the portions as we usually do when the weather warms up. They all sing for us every day especially in the evening. Ohoyo gets up on top of one of her houses and howls along with the pack. It’s always a magical moment that ends our day at WHAP, perfectly.