There's a little town, about 8 miles south of us here, called Ipswich. Mostly famous for the Ipswich clams. A delectable treat if properly batter fried in a deep fryer.
Among it's various attractions there's a place called Wolves Hollow, mainly because there's a pack of Wolves someone's keeping. I guess for a fee you can go see them.
Anyways, the snow has drifted because of the winds and one enterprising wolf climbed up the drift and escaped. He was gone for 48 hours and everyone was kind of uptight. Seems like this is the time of the year that Wolves go out and mark their territory. It's about a fifty mile radius.
Finally, he showed up at Wolves Hollow, looking for food. The Wolves owner said that he posed no harm to anybody, "He was a friendly Wolf."
I will gladly take his word for it since they have since removed the offending snow drift.
Among it's various attractions there's a place called Wolves Hollow, mainly because there's a pack of Wolves someone's keeping. I guess for a fee you can go see them.
Anyways, the snow has drifted because of the winds and one enterprising wolf climbed up the drift and escaped. He was gone for 48 hours and everyone was kind of uptight. Seems like this is the time of the year that Wolves go out and mark their territory. It's about a fifty mile radius.
Finally, he showed up at Wolves Hollow, looking for food. The Wolves owner said that he posed no harm to anybody, "He was a friendly Wolf."
I will gladly take his word for it since they have since removed the offending snow drift.