These emotions aren’t hollow

I’ve mentioned before that I have always had an affinity for wolves. It’s likely because my pépère was born in Rivière-du-Loup, Quebec (River of the Wolves).

I’ve also written previously about a wonderful world less than two hours from Southeastern Massachusetts — Wolf Hollow in Ipswich — a wolf reserve where guests can learn the truths about these marvelous creatures and the bad rap they have and still receive in the minds of “human beings.”

They’ve been perpetually stereotyped as evil killers in literature and TV shows and movies. Mankind does have a way of exaggerating things to suit its own purposes.

Wolves in many places in this country and across God’s Big Blue Marble, are endangered, largely because of man’s misconceptions of the wolf, thereby finding no fault in killing these creatures of God, even when they’re pups.

I follow Wolf Hollow on Facebook and a wonderful story came across cyberspace beginning in May of this year.

In May three new-born pups were brought to Massachusetts from a reserve in Montana.

The pups have to be temporarily hand-raised living on a reserve, otherwise it would be very stressful for them. Being raised in the wild could be deadly — largely because of man.

The pups are growing fast and their instincts are kicking in, as it should be. They’re not pets, nor domesticated. The pups and the other wolves at Wolf Hollow are in their own habitat, it’s just they’re protected by kind people against not-so-kind people.

Last week the main pack began to howl as a group, which is common. Across the reserve, the pups, not yet ready to be integrated into the main pack, began to howl back.

There is a photo of three of the main pack howling, and the next frame shows them listening for a response. Their eyes were sharply focused on where the responses were emanating. Their ears were like radars awaiting the response. It was such a beautiful sight, it brought tears to my eyes.

Eventually the pups and the main pack began to howl together. “It’s been amazing to start hearing them howl together as a pack,” wrote the wolf advocates on the site.

It was an emotional example of the hearts and souls of the pups and pack connecting. There are no races, religions, or borders with these wolves. 

They’re one.

After watching man’s consistent inhumanity to man and nature, it did the heart good to see and read this.

God didn’t put wolves on this earth for evil. Oh no, far from it. From what I can see, they were put here to teach us all a life lesson — how to become one pack, and take care of each other and everything else with which God has gifted us.

A visit to Wolf Hollow is well worth the ride. For more information on this remarkable reserve and the incredible people who care for these beautiful creatures, visit or visit them on Facebook or Twitter.

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