I saw this fellow for the first time when he slid down my laneway after a bout of freezing rain. I followed him for awhile clicking away madly through the trees. I lost sight of him but continued in the direction I felt he was heading. On arriving at the edge of a field I saw two more wolves running towards me. They were quite excited which made me think initially they were on the hunt, but one suddenly cut off to his right, jumped a fence and disappeared into the bush. The second, almost simultaneously did an about face and returned at full speed the way he came. All this time I was wondering where the one I had been following went. Looking around, there he was less than 40 feet away looking in the direction of the other two wolves. As he started walking away I got this shot with my old Canon S1. (As is.)
He stayed with us for the rest of the winter and I witnessed on many occasions his attempts to join the other wolves without success. They kept running away. It is for this reason I gave the title “The Outcast”
More extraordinary, and Rose will get a kick out of this, he slept a few nights with my horses, either to cover his scent, or for warmth, I have no idea. I have a video of him waking up beside the hay feeder, letting out a howl and for 50 seconds, the pack, comprised of adults and pups answer. Quite amazing!! I’ve never seen anything like it! And the horses, they just continued with their breakfast (instead of being breakfast). He weighed about 120 pounds comparing him with the height and weight of my dog, Duke.
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