There’s a WHAT in the Woods?

…”Oui, un loup,” he said.

Non, I repeated, only it sounded more like noooooooooo.

But, non, vraiment, there is a wolf around, the gendarmes saw it fifteen days ago near the lac (it’s more of a pond, really) beside the Auberge Pierry – about a kilometer from our house.

Holy shit seemed like the only fitting reply.  And there I was, getting my knickers in a twist because the troupeau of mouton have taken up residence in the woods beside the arena (and just when Aero was going so nicely, too).  It seems there are bigger things to worry about than woolly bleaters with bells around their necks and their accompanying savage guard dogs.

Savage horse-eating killer death sheep

Georges mentioned the wolf because he was explaining why the chiens de protection with the sheep are so important, and so ferocious.  I’m pretty sure he wasn’t pulling my leg.

Gulp.  Do my dogs really have to go out for a pee last thing at night?

9 thoughts on “There’s a WHAT in the Woods?

  1. My grandmother grew up in the Italian Apennines. I remember her telling me stories about bringing in the sheep because wolves were spotted on the mountain. I think it is awesome wildlife like that exists where you are–of course, precautions must be taken, but still–how cool! I've only seen a wolf print in northern British Columbia (my brother saw the owner of said print).


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