Face to face with the wolves again this morning
This morning while walking my two dogs Freedie and Beau on a trail behind a corn field just outside of Cobourg, Ontario, I came face to face with three Wolves!
Freedie was off leash, Beau my protector - a Great Pyrenees - was on leash by my side.
Each of the Wolves appeared from behind the large and well spaced out cedar trees. They appeared in a semi circle - came out and retreated one by one - they were about 20 feet away.
My dog will attack anything, so she went for each of them, but finally returned to me as I was screaming frantically until all of the Wolves ran away.
Eight days ago while walking my dogs on another trail we stumbled upon an attempted wolf kill. Both dogs caught a scent and took off.
I saw a scattering of animals run through the bush and in trying to figure out if they were deer, I came face to face again with another Wolf - this time it was about 30 feet away.
I was distracted by Freedie who was barking non-stop at the top of the riverbank and I immediately suspected that she was face to face with a pack of Wolves down below, as normally she would have run down the bank right into the river, so I ran to her rescue.
What I found instead was a Deer
, throat bleeding and back end ripped apart - standing helplessly in the river. My heart went out to the poor deer, but then I immediately wondered
where Beau was, as he was dragging a 20 foot leash, and I feared that he would be defenseless if he got tangled up on a root or a tree.
I also thought that I should get out of the area for fear that we were being circled by the Wolves. I found Beau at the top of the ravine all tangled up.
I went home and told my husband about the poor deer who was obviously in shock as it was shaking and bleeding.
He said the the wolves will go back and finish the job so not to worry, so the next morning I just had to go back there to see if the Wolves got their feast and was shocked to find the deer still alive - standing in the same place in the river.
I came home and called several organizations and I was eventually lead to the OPP who came out and shot the deer - it was heartbreaking to watch.
I stayed away from the area for a day because I couldn't bear to see the dead deer lying in the river bed, but when I went back 2 days following I was somewhat relieved to find that the Wolves had enjoyed their prey after all.
All that was left of the deer was the spinal cord and ribs which had been cleaned to the bone.
I guess I witnessed the circle of life.
Still very curious about the hunting habits of these creatures, but what I have discovered is where there are deer the wolves are not far away.....