It Was a Dark and Chilly Night
No I do not spend all my time thinking about politics and the state of the world.
Most of my life is more like last night. My lovely bitch, Heidi, with whom I share my bed and my life decided she wanted to go outside at 2:00 AM. She stood by the side of the bed sticking her face close to mine and refused to lie down when I asked. I tried to ignore her and then she went downstair on her own. Something she never does, so I reluctantly got up and followed. She was going around and around in a circle in front of the door so I finally got the message.
I opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. Heidi followed and soon was down on the road sniffing about.
I watch and shivered in the sub freezing temperature. Their was a killer frost last night. I stood there in my underwear, bare footed with no coat on. Heidi disappeared up the road into the dark as I began to worry as I heard wolves howl well off in the distance. Normally, I would be tempted to howl back and see if they would answer me but I was more concerned to get Heidi to return. I wondered how she was responding to the wolf howls.
"Heidi, Come!" I repeated this several times to silence. There was no sound of her. Now I am impatient and worried as I have had little experience with her off the leash at night like this.
Back into the house to put some pants on and a coat. I slipped on my boots, sans socks and return to the porch. I call again and go off the porch onto the road. Heidi did not have her metal chock collar on so I hear no jingling sounds.
It is time to go and look for her, worrier as I am. I scrap the ice off the car window and turn the car around do the lights shine up the road. There she stands in all her long legged glory. Just sniffing around the edges of the road about three hundred feet away. She looks at me but still doesn't come when I call. She wants me to come and get her, something I sometimes have to do in the daylight. I drive down, jump out open the door to the back seat. "Get in!" She always does without any further encouragement. I turn around and return to the house.
Back to bed for both of us until Heidi decided she wanted out at 5:00 AM, I went with her on the leash this time as the occasional logging truck would probably pass at this hour. It was a quick trip. Too quick! Just as I was enjoying once again that half sleep state in the warmth of the bed listening to the Prague radio station, Heidi wanted to go out again. It is now 5:30 AM. I went out with her once again, apparently the first time was too brief.
Time to get up anyway so I brew some coffee and plan to go and feed the pigs. There will be no trip this morning to the bridge over the river so Heidi can have a run. She used up that option already.
Heidi in her chock collar knawing on a bone. Looking quite fierce.
Here at the other end of the bone is the teacup poodle, the other end of the evolutionary scale.
Not so fierce but a lot more yappy.
I love to hear the wolves howl.
I had not heard them for a while until last night. Last winter we had a good sized pack which stayed in our area for a long time. I wrote about this back then when my neighbour went out into his yard one night and saw 12 wolves standing there. He took it upon himself to shoot two of them, which did not please me. He grew up on a farm and saw wolves as as theat to livestock. But he has none.
Wolves are no theat to man. There has never been a documented case of a person being killed by a Timber Wolf. They have a reputation they do not deserve. They are predators and will kill domesticated livestock which are esy pickings. Here the government reimbuses a farmer for such a kill. But wolves are also very shy. Normally the kill the weak, ill and young of wild animals. In this way, as the top predator they keep herds of animals healthy.