500th Post + Birthday = REAL LIVE FUCKING WOLF PARTY

WOW 500!!!!!! That’s a pretty big number, right? I’d say so. If I had done one post a day for a whole year, I think I would’ve made at least 500, right? What am I talking about? I don’t know guys, I’m pretty tired right now. Point is, this is my 500th post, and in addition to marking an important number, it was right around the time of my birthday. Normally whenever I’ve hit some sort of big fancy number, I throw tons of statistics at you, but considering how often we see the same exact posts always being the most viewed posts/images, I won’t bore you with posting links to that stuff. I will say that as of writing this, I have over 700,000 total hits! I know that number isn’t anything special for most people/popular websites, and I also understand that most of those hits are people who accidentally got to my blog while trying to find boobs or something, but that sounds like a pretty big number so I wanted to include it. Anyways, on to the topic at hand, which is a party of wolves.

A few months ago, Rampaige showed me some friends of hers on Facebook who had gone to “hang out with wolves”. I didn’t believe her, but when I saw the pictures, I saw that she wasn’t making it up. Down in southern Indiana, a woman who used to take care of wolf/dog hybrids found herself in a position to adopt some pure wolves from a place that could no longer care for them. Almost 15 years later, the wolves have had babies and the entire pack has taken in some new members. For absolutely no charge, you are allowed to come down and watch these wolves do what wolves do, which is mostly just be awesome. However, for a donation to what this woman and her volunteers are doing, and because these wolves have been so imprinted on humans, you’re allowed the opportunity to get into their enclosures to interact with them. Long story short, we drove five hours, gave some money, and then we hung out with real goddamned wolves.

This is Rampaige with the biggest wolf there, named Loki, who weighs around 150lbs.

This was the alpha female of one of the packs. She got that scar on her head when she left the pack for a few weeks when she had puppies, and in the time she had gone, a new female had become alpha. They battled and she ended up with this scar on her head and damaged vocal chords.

Even with damaged vocal chords, she still howls. You just can’t really hear anything. Still, howling wolf right there.

Every time that you stopped scratching this wolf’s neck, without even looking down at you, he would punch you with his paw. ┬áMaybe “punch” is too strong a word, but he would “lightly smack you with his paw” to remind you that you should keep scratching his neck.

For people of a certain height, when you got close to this platform, the alpha wolf would put her paws on your shoulders and stand on you. It happened to me a few times, and Rampaige was pretty pissed that she was too short for the wolf’s liking.

There were a few wolves around me at one point and, not to brag, but I overheard a woman call me the “wolf whisperer”. Clearly the wolves recognized my wild spirit.

And there you have it folks! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy the pictures. Maybe for my 1,000th post I can turn myself into a wolf or something, because I think I’m setting the bar pretty high with this post. I’m sure that some of you might not believe these are actually wolves, because they do look like dogs in some of these pictures, but trust me, they’re wolves. Even when I was in there with them, there were times when I thought they were just big dogs, but when you see them looking at things and you see the way they interacted with one another, you just know they aren’t your typical dog. They’re awesome. You guys are awesome for reading this. WOLVES FOREVER.

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8 responses to “500th Post + Birthday = REAL LIVE FUCKING WOLF PARTY

  1. You look like a little kid because those wolves are SO HUGE! There must always be a Stark in Winterfell, and they said you’ll do so get the heck up here! I guess because you, read Iron Man? Or some lineage thing; sigels and crests and Auroch stew, and it works out to you are the King in the North.

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