THIS OLD HOUSE - LOB0 STYLE
Last updated 10/14/2021 at 9:18am
The old he-wolf was shaded up under the edge of a chokecherry bush. Ever testing the wind with his super-keen sense of smell, he was aware of everything that was happening in the meadow that stretched out below him. A bear had been working the berry bushes down along the creek but was gone now. Some elk were down there; grazing along and bedding down for short naps in the mid-morning sunshine. It was June, the calving month, and a few elk calves were playing baby elk games and having little stiff-legged races. Satisfied that his corner of the world was okay, the wolf got up, st...