Days 8 and 9

It's been another week of interning down at the Wolf Sanctuary, and I can now go into almost all of the pens without worrying about the wolves, or the wovles worrying about me, which is cool since I thought it'd take longer for them to accept me, or at least get used to me. The only wolves that I don't go in with, and will not be able to go in with, are Rose, and Timbre and Loki. Right now I also don't go in with Abatar, Hobbit, and Layla, but after another week or so Liz says that they should be used to me enough for me to go in with them and take care of the stuff that needs to be done in their cage too. Hobbit already is coming up to me even when I'm not feeding him, and so is Abatar.

Yesterday Liz and I took a tour through the Sanctuary. It was a pretty small group, only four people who came as a surprise Birthday present for their friend. They seemed interested and had plenty of questions about the wolves and wolf dogs that were on the compound, like where did they come from? Different places, Duce came from a roadside Zoo, Loki was picked up off the side of a street after Hurricane Katrina and no-one ever claimed him, Cheyenne came from a game farm... they were all rescued from some place or another. How much do they get to eat a week? Around 4-6 pounds of raw meat each every two days during the summer, 7-9 pounds during the winter. And their food is adjusted if they start putting on too much weight or if they aren't putting on enough. Like Denali, who is old and doesn't move around unless you're feeding her. She only gets around 3 or 4 pounds right now, cause if we give her more she'll get nice and fat, which will give her problems with her joints, and other things. Not to mention If we give her too much she'll decide to bury her food, and come back to it a couple days later... after it's rotted and nasty and covered in maggots. Eww.

After the tour there wasn't much left to do so we fed the wolves and did some quick clean up, and that was it. We said goodnight to the wolves and left for our respective homes. The water had been changed and the buckets scrubbed before the tour, so everything was finished up in a jiffy. Though I did take some time to sit down and pamper Cheyenne with pets and kisses, which she lapped up shamelessly, and brush her out as much as she would permit me.