SHY WOLVES
Neither Barbara nor I is a joiner. We don’t play golf or cards, or have much impulse to entertain. Living on a golf course, we consequently sometimes feel cut off. So, we are on the lookout for things to do. One Tuesday, Barbara had attended a lecture on wolves. She came home very enthusiastic, and that Friday we went with others to the Shy Wolf Sanctuary in the Golden Gate Estates section of East Naples. --The noble heads. The eyes. --Yes, they got to me. --All of them different. --So true. And the director knew them all as individuals. --I was impressed. The way she started to approach one, then said, “All right, you talked to me and I heard. Not today.” --I hadn’t seen anything, but he signaled to her she shouldn’t approach, and she read the message. --She’s been running the sanctuary ten years now. That means she’s very good at reading them. --True, very important with wolves. Miss a signal, and you’re out of the sanctuary business. Or any other business. --They’re much bi...