Baby Girl Attacked By Wolves

As her father I could only watch….

My beloved daughter was just a little over one year old when she had her encounter with wolves. I had taken her to a wolf sanctuary where I knew one of the workers named Pamela.

We were standing at the gate to a chain link enclosure while Pamela fumbled with a key ring holding a large number of keys. She was looking for the key that fit the lock on the gate.

While she fumbled with the keys I looked inside the enclosure. Back from the center of the enclosure was a mound of moving fur. At one end of the mound was a large stationary head of an adult wolf. At the other end was a tail. In the middle were seemingly countless wolf cubs climbing over their mother’s belly fighting over teats.

“We like to call this enclosure our maternity ward. And it looks like it’s feeding time.” Pamela tried a key that did not work so she continued fumbling through the key ring, “The mother’s name is Ska Winan, which in Lakota means, ‘Woman of the North.’ This is her second litter. She had them about a month ago.”

I looked at Pamela, “Ska Winan won’t mind if we play with her babies?”

“She won’t mind if your baby plays with them. It’s probably best if you just sit off to the side and watch. Ska Winan is probably the gentlest of all our…