[my wolf friend]

[my wolf friend]

Joining in for the “One Word at a Time” Blog Carnival at Peter Pollock’s blog. Check the rest of the entries here. Today’s word is “Pets.”

A friend of mine posted the video below video on her Facebook account and I couldn’t help but remember the sweet baby Nome I once knew.

When I was in the States for the second time, staying with my dear friends, they had a wolf (and a shih-tzu). The wolf was quite old – 12 years old – when I met him, but still active even though his arthritis was getting worse.

When Steve told me for the first time that he had a wolf… well, I thought he was joking. But then he showed pictures and I fell in love with that mighty beast even before I saw him for real.

That is Nome (or baby Nomes as I called him – although that baby at his prime could easily put his paws on my shoulders standing on his back legs and he weighted a few pounds less than I did).

Steve and Debbie brought me to their home after the airport and as they were opening the door, I heard something on the left. I looked, and there, behind a waist-high fence was the magnificent animal. I looked at my friends, they nodded, and I cautiously went to check him out.

I am not afraid of the dogs and never was, but I wasn’t sure how to behave around wolves. I let him sniff my hand and then carefully petted him. He wiggled his tail and pressed his big nose against my palm. Steve later said that he never seen Nome take a liking to someone that fast.

Nome died a bit over a year after I got to meet him – but I am blessed that I got to meet him because usually wolves live up to 12 years – Nome was 14. The two months I’ve spent with baby Nomes were short, yet the friendship is priceless. The memories of how he could be both goofy and noble at the same time warm my heart as I look at these photos.

Do cats and dogs get to be in Heaven?

  • wow. A wolf? That would be pretty neat. He was a pretty animal, judging from the photos.

    • Yep – a real wolf. My friends saved him from sure death (he wandered into the town when he was just a wee pup) and he considered the family he lived with his pack.

      He was amazingly beautiful – just like Aslan from Narnia – good, but not tame.

  • Such a beautiful animal. I am not envious but he is awesome! Our three dogs probably would welcome a wolf, as they like our neighbors German Shepherd dogs.

    • What I loved about him was that he considered the family he lived with his pack and protected them above all (while I am still not sure why he accepted me so quickly – me and my friend, whom I call "Dad" even though he's no relation to me, joked that Nomes obviously knew that I didn't call Steve "Dad" for no reason 😀 )

      Also, he was incredibly wise – you could tell by the way he behaved around different people whether they were good or bad – he felt it right away.

  • My brother had a dog that was half wolf. Awesome creations. How could the lion lay down with the lamb and give us so much joy and not be with us in the great here after?

    • Cool! Was it like a husky mix or something? I like those since they look a lot like wolves.

      You mentioned lion and the lamb… Nomes behaved so well around Tai-bear (the shih-tzu) that by the way they acted, you could say they reversed roles – Tai-Bear was always trying to attack Nome (with no luck since Nome was a few times bigger than the lil pup), but Nome patiently played with him – even when it looked as if he could simply swallow Tai-bear whole and not notice.

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