Friends, this wolf is taking a nap on the snow, his coat is very thick and protects him from the cold.  He may look sleepy but his yellow eyes followed our every move. We have timber wolves in Crex Meadows but we rarely see them, they prefer the cover of darkness to hunt deer and teach their young how to hunt.  At night, we hear the howling at our house, the wolf pack that stalks the Clam River sometimes passes our place closely.  When we visited these wolves at The Wildlife Science Center, the chorus of howling was probably the only wildness left in these captive animals, but they sang of green forests and bogs where their relatives still roam free.  til Tomorrow MJ