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A wolf having pounced...
Who has lost interest. He never did like rough housing when people were around. Alone, he'd tear my clothes to shreds.
Do not try this at home.
Well, this is what he was after. My arm.
Customarily, to have even a little advantage, it required me grabbing hold of him.
But as you can clearly see, he has just... Lost interest.
Notice how he tolerates me essentially dominating him. With an alpha wolf (Yes, there are alpha wolves) it means a lot.
At the time I did not recognize it. It was just fun, and enjoyment...
But seeing this picture, now makes me realize just how blessed I was to be able to call him my brother.
My arm in his mouth- his jaws capable of crushing my leg like it was made of wood- bone and all- yet I am unhurt.
My arm behind his left shoulder blade, grabbing him, and essentially dominating a 220 LB alpha male wolf. Yet, he does not react.
When in with his packmates, he was so aggressive he had to be separated from them. Or they would have suffered his wrath for defying him...
But he allows a human to hover over him with such arrogance- and it is tolerated. To me, I am playing. To him, I might as well be telling him I am the new alpha. My head over his.
His front paws are close to my boot, but he doesn't give it a second thought. He is not concerned with my clumsy human demeanor... Those are size 12.5 boots, by the way. Check out the size of his toes.
And I am as derpy as ever, holding on to over two hundred pounds of lupine, my arm in his mouth as I hold him tightly enough to prevent him from jerking back and tearing my oh so precious winter coat.
Do not try this at home.
Well, this is what he was after. My arm.
Customarily, to have even a little advantage, it required me grabbing hold of him.
But as you can clearly see, he has just... Lost interest.
Notice how he tolerates me essentially dominating him. With an alpha wolf (Yes, there are alpha wolves) it means a lot.
At the time I did not recognize it. It was just fun, and enjoyment...
But seeing this picture, now makes me realize just how blessed I was to be able to call him my brother.
My arm in his mouth- his jaws capable of crushing my leg like it was made of wood- bone and all- yet I am unhurt.
My arm behind his left shoulder blade, grabbing him, and essentially dominating a 220 LB alpha male wolf. Yet, he does not react.
When in with his packmates, he was so aggressive he had to be separated from them. Or they would have suffered his wrath for defying him...
But he allows a human to hover over him with such arrogance- and it is tolerated. To me, I am playing. To him, I might as well be telling him I am the new alpha. My head over his.
His front paws are close to my boot, but he doesn't give it a second thought. He is not concerned with my clumsy human demeanor... Those are size 12.5 boots, by the way. Check out the size of his toes.
And I am as derpy as ever, holding on to over two hundred pounds of lupine, my arm in his mouth as I hold him tightly enough to prevent him from jerking back and tearing my oh so precious winter coat.
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They have a *ton* of rules.
Well, to be honest it's about the rules until you have spent enough years around them to be able to tell what they are thinking, and feeling. Wolves have pride, and they will back it up with violence. They can be offended, and become upset. So, it is good to be attune to their moods when around them. The rules sort of become ingrained in you.
It's when someone who thinks they are in tune with them breaks a rule that they can get hurt or worse. Then everyone reads about how this guy, or this woman got tore up by a wolf, and they immediately think it's because the wolf was just some evil beast.
That being said, sometimes they *can* have bad days and get angry if you try and get too schmoozy with them.
My case in point would be a male wolf who was a good friend of mine. I was laying in the dirt, scratching his side, when he suddenly growled at me, then put my arm in his mouth, closing his jowls lightly, but still hard enough to get my attention.
I realized that if I allowed myself to become afraid, I would be in deep shit. So, I choked down the fear, pulled my arm out of his mouth, got up, and backed out.
It turned out he had cancer, and I might have touched a sore spot.
Nobody knew. To me, he was having a bad day. But things like that make owning a wolf as a pet a bad idea. Unless you have spent years and years around them, and are willing to interact with them on an ever changing basis. Although some wolves have an innate love and concern for people, it is much more relaxing to be around them. But even they have boundaries.
So it's almost mandatory to have a sort of spiritual connection with them, and I hesitate to say that because it is *not* mystical. It cannot be earned through any rituals, only honed through years of being around them and intently studying them. And a few prayers of, "Oh dear God get me out of this alive!"
Well, to be honest it's about the rules until you have spent enough years around them to be able to tell what they are thinking, and feeling. Wolves have pride, and they will back it up with violence. They can be offended, and become upset. So, it is good to be attune to their moods when around them. The rules sort of become ingrained in you.
It's when someone who thinks they are in tune with them breaks a rule that they can get hurt or worse. Then everyone reads about how this guy, or this woman got tore up by a wolf, and they immediately think it's because the wolf was just some evil beast.
That being said, sometimes they *can* have bad days and get angry if you try and get too schmoozy with them.
My case in point would be a male wolf who was a good friend of mine. I was laying in the dirt, scratching his side, when he suddenly growled at me, then put my arm in his mouth, closing his jowls lightly, but still hard enough to get my attention.
I realized that if I allowed myself to become afraid, I would be in deep shit. So, I choked down the fear, pulled my arm out of his mouth, got up, and backed out.
It turned out he had cancer, and I might have touched a sore spot.
Nobody knew. To me, he was having a bad day. But things like that make owning a wolf as a pet a bad idea. Unless you have spent years and years around them, and are willing to interact with them on an ever changing basis. Although some wolves have an innate love and concern for people, it is much more relaxing to be around them. But even they have boundaries.
So it's almost mandatory to have a sort of spiritual connection with them, and I hesitate to say that because it is *not* mystical. It cannot be earned through any rituals, only honed through years of being around them and intently studying them. And a few prayers of, "Oh dear God get me out of this alive!"
Hahaha he fizzled out. He never wanted to wrestle when people were around, except one time, when a regular said, "You're gonna get bit!" when she witnessed us thrashing about. The only time he bit me, was when I was trying to get him out of the medicine induced sleep.
I have one more picture to this (I was uh... A little inebriated when I posted these, which is why the descriptions are kinda... Weird) that shows him with an, "Oh crap, now he's trying to wrestle with me and I'm not diggi'n it" face.
I have one more picture to this (I was uh... A little inebriated when I posted these, which is why the descriptions are kinda... Weird) that shows him with an, "Oh crap, now he's trying to wrestle with me and I'm not diggi'n it" face.
Wow, be careful! Make sure nobody from the sanctuary is around you if you go, or they might come after the wolf or wolves. But thank you! I hope you are getting lots of pics. They will be priceless to look at later on. I kick myself for not taking more when he was still alive. I thought, "I'll have time later."
220 was what he weighed then. 240 (A little over, not sure how much) lbs is what he weighed when he passed on. Yeah, he was plump, but he had strength as well. Wolf hybrids can give you the best of both worlds. The companionship and love of a dog, with the free spirit of a wolf. Not always, though. Sometimes they can be skittish and afraid or unusually aggressive.
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