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Two Different Kinds of Bird-lovers
The wolf and the owl
Back when my soul-mate wolf-dog was still alive she had a competitive encounter with an owl. The owl won.
That was a very rare outcome. My wolf-dog was an expert bird killer. I once saw her jump seven feet in the air and grab a bird in mid-flight right out of the air.
During the sixteen and a half years my wolf-dog and I were married we were inseparable but we did have one issue that presented a problem. The problem stemmed from something we both had in common; we loved birds.
I love watching birds, I love listening to their music, I like feeding them, I like talking about them and writing about them. I’m a bird freak who loves birds.
My wolf-dog loved birds, too; especially for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
She came to work with me every day at the bookstore and, during warmer months, I would leave the back door open so that she could go in and out as she pleased.
My wolf-dog was a beta female. In wolf society the beta females are the baby sitter dogs. While the alpha females and all the males went out a-hunting the beta females would stay in the den babysitting all the children.
To her way of thinking, I was the alpha male of the pack. The pack consisted of my family — and…
