Sometimes the wolf eats you, but mostly Joey eats the wolf.
Last week, I came home to find fluff everywhere. It seems that Joey and probably Phoebe (resting in the background after some wolf killin’) had disemboweled the poor thing. Fortunately my mom – conversant in the ancient art of sewing – was able to save him. She noticed that it was not his first surgery.
Yesterday, Joey and Wolf were reunited after a long week of sleepless nights spent wandering around the bedroom wolf huntin’.
James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.
Once more the mighty pack proves its dominance!
Yes, they are mighty aren’t they.
Great photo! In a ‘pack’, greys seem to enjoy showing off their toy tearing power to each other.
I think they like to show what they’re capable of.