Here's Sasha's tail (hehehehe):
My daughter and I went horseback riding in the mountains on a snowy spring day two yrs ago. We got cold and were hurrying back to the truck and trailer when I spotted what I thought was a coyote following us. I was creeped out and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. The snow was blowing and the wind sneaking through the trees made that eerie sound that only comes in the spring. The scene was very surreal. This small coyote continued to trail us for several miles. My Aussie, Stetson, kept looking back, but he wouldn't leave me to go check it out. When we got back to the trailer we unsaddled and loaded the horses. Stet jumped in with them, and before I could call him out, this coyote raced in, too. She laid under my mare's feet and howled whenever I approached her. Stetson was the only thing that could calm her. I was afraid of him being bitten, but the little coyote wanted only him and the horses. They snuggled up together under my mare's feet and were not moving. For one of the few times in his life, Stet wouldn't obey me and come to me. We have a large trailer, so I reluctantly left him in the trailer with the coyote.
I called every humane society within a hundred-mile radius, but no one claimed her. We believe some idiot dumped her, believing she could survive out there alone. Poor, starving little creature. Our little coyote turned out to be a wolf. She is tan and lights black with the diamond on her tail. She has a very "wolfy" face with yellow-green eyes. She was so skinny she looked like the walking dead. I tried to get several wolf rescue groups to take her, but there is up to a three-year wait for most. I couldn't bring myself to take her to the humane society, so we adopted a wolf and named her Sasha.
She bonded instantly to my daughter and obeys only her. Brandi (daughter) is the only one who can get Sasha to come to her when she's loose. She won't come to me, but after two years, I can approach her to catch and tie her. We can make her sit, but no stay and she is very difficult on a leash--runs in circles and drags Brandi, or me. She is afraid of other people and for the first time ever, she bit someone the other day. My BIL stuck his hand in the back of the pickup to retrieve a halter. Sasha gave him every warning, but he didn't heed her and she looked very primal and frightening when every hair rose on her neck. She tore a good chunk out of his arm. I should mention she was tied and had no escape or she would have run from him.
Although she has not ever harmed any of my neighbour's livestock, we keep her on a short leash, so to speak. She dug under our rabbits' pen and killed them. She eyes our ducks, but now mostly leaves them alone. She is allowed to be loose when we are home, but Stet has to be tied because they roam into the neighbour's field to chase prairie dogs and I don't want the neighbours to shoot her, or him, because they think she's a coyote. She is usually very sweet and funny as heck. Smart, too. More of a smart aleck. There's nothing she loves more than to chase prairie dogs in our field and swim in the canal. When bored, she gets into things like the trash. I wish she could go with me when we move cattle, but she is not trustworthy to come back, and she'd run the cattle off where we'd never find them again! hehehe...
I don't think I would ever go search out another wolf, as she is so very difficult to train-- Brandi is very good with her Aussies-- but we love Sasha and our family would be incomplete without her.
D'Ann, Stetson and Waylon