Wolves - January
*** orignially from Wolf Organization ****
Have I ever mentioned that wolves are my favorite wild animals? I started to support Wolf Organization several years ago. To my chagrin, my information has been shared with other wildlife organizations. As you can imagine that I have been drained with the letters asking for my support. Some of them call asking me to commit to a monthly support. That is too pushy so they will never get a penny from me. Even though I burst out loud that I no longer have a job or stable income, they still persist claiming that even $5 or $10 helps. “What part of having no income don’t you understand?” Of course, I didn’t say it; that would have been too mean, right? I wish I could just chew their heads off but I’m a nice girl. The funny thing about these organizations is that they always send me the petitions to sign and they attack on every president, whether it’s a democrat or a republication. Somehow they find the cause to take the actions against a governor of a certain state or the President. My advocacy toward Wolf organization is to be a part of a decent program to education people about wolves.
Centuries of folklore and tradition have expressed distrust and fear of wolves. We speak of starvation as “having (or keeping) the wolf at the door.” It is the wolf who tricks the folklore figure Little Red Riding Hood. Finally, an evil person who appears to be innocent is called a “wolf in sheep’s clothing.” These creatures have no good reputation among human beings.
Hunting Logan, the wolf:
Several months ago I watched a discovery channel about a wolf named Logan and a Mexican hunter. I was mesmerized by a story which was claimed to be a true one. Sometimes in 18th century, the farmers in CA were fed up with Logan that preyed on their livestock and the domestic animals so they decided to hire a famous wolf-hunter from Mexico. The hunter had been following or tracking Logan for many years; however, his effort was in vain. Many tricks and methods to catch Logan had been tried, but Logan was always one step ahead of him. That was a humiliation for the hunter. Finally, he put up the traps along with the baits. The very next morning, he found his pile of meat (his bait) on the ground. Logan didn’t fall for the tricks; he was smarter than that. A lone-wolf with no mate like him enjoyed playing a mouse and cat with the hunter. Soon after, he had found himself a white female wolf; she became his downfall. Being pregnant, she needed extra food to feed herself. Realizing that Logan was no longer alone, the hunter continued on with his hunting skills. He set a little over hundred animal traps with the poisonous baits. She became the prey herself. Not being to help his mate, Logan was frustrated. He kept coming back to the same spot she was trapped but couldn’t sense her. The hunter, on the other hand, came up with the new trick. He dragged her body to the area where he had put the traps, hoping Logan would fall for it this time. Logan sniffed his way through until he reached a cabin. Now the end is a bit fussy to me. I can’t remember whether he stepped on the trap or he stood there letting the hunter shoot at him. The bottom line is that Logan was killed by the Mexican hunter. He buried Logan and the white female wolf together. The hunter wrote a diary telling a story about his experience with Logan. As a wolf lover, I found this documentary extremely touchy.