I was busy at my desk in the school board office when I received a text from my friend Shannon wondering when I would be ready for the dinner she was making. I had said 6 but was engrossed in finishing payroll and remittances before my trip off island tomorrow. It was already 6:18 and I suggested another 15. My phone started buzzing again and I barely made note at 6:35 as her text read ‘there’s wolves in the street’. A few minutes later there’s pounding on the office door and I find Shannon worried that I didn’t get her text and may get eaten. I casually, well actually rather cranky voiced tell her I am in the middle of important things and will text when I am leaving. I finish what I am doing and text I am on my way to walk across the street two doors down and find her excited to have been standing on her back deck and less than ten feet away had been three wolves and two Rez dogs. I wish I had seen them and learn moments later that they left there, split up and one headed down towards the school/office and one hung around outside the front door of my place two doors further down. I was envious not to have seen them but now I am putting the pieces together as heard from the neighbours and wonder…. Were they looking for me? They went to where I was supposed to be and then split up to cover my work and my home….
I don’t think I’m in heat…..