If a wolf falls asleep on your hand...
Will you wake him?
Fff. No.
I loved when he got to be so calm around me he would fall asleep around me. It's moments like these that remind me of how immature I was back then. how little I knew. If only I knew then what I know now, about wolves, about dogs, about animals in general... Now I see the sacred relationship and how blessed I was that he loved me to such a degree that I could not conceive of it's full breadth and width at the time, and only now, am I beginning to see his heart for me.
Fff. No.
I loved when he got to be so calm around me he would fall asleep around me. It's moments like these that remind me of how immature I was back then. how little I knew. If only I knew then what I know now, about wolves, about dogs, about animals in general... Now I see the sacred relationship and how blessed I was that he loved me to such a degree that I could not conceive of it's full breadth and width at the time, and only now, am I beginning to see his heart for me.
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Awww, that's precious. I love when animals trust you enough to cuddle with you and fall asleep with/on you. There have been a few animals that I have made a special bond with to where we were so close we knew each other's feelings. I cherish this highly. I've never had a chance to get to know a wolf, but I know dogs and their body language quite well. I know their moods and their emotions. I also know that if you pay attention to them on this level that they will reciprocate and open up to you. It's a wonderful feeling to be loved like that. I'm glad you can experience this as well.
Thank you so much for saying that. I really enjoyed that day we met up and our dogs got to play. I think of that day often. I wish we could have stayed longer and chatted more, but we were on a trip and had quite a bit more driving to go that day. I felt like there was so much more to say/ catch up on that day but didn't get a chance. Hopefully someday our paths will cross again and we can meet IRL as before. Such fun.
Oh gosh, so you know it? You have the ability? To sense another creation's feelings and emotions? I have felt it with dogs, cats, wolves, and even horses. I cherish it, i do, I can become so busy I am numb to it. From a wolf, it is truly special, because it is completely their choice, they must will themselves to trust you, it is a very vulnerable position for them to be in, because you can so easily hurt them, and I am talking emotionally. Even one, flase, careless, fast move can spook them and make them fear you forever. The big pawed Arctic wolf I have in my gallery, I moved too fast and she never let me get close to her again. Yes... I agree, it is truly wonderful to feel their hearts... so close to mine.
Yes I do, but you are right, it depends on how much an animal wants to open up to you. It seems to be a two way street. Both parties have to be open to each other at that time.
Most animals love me and I get along with them quite well. Some owners even comment on how their pet loves me and nobody else or few others. I tend to think it's because I listen to them and I am non-threatening to them. I also avoid quick motions around them unless I know them well.
I especially love dogs and they know it. I love warm sloppy kisses and close contact. Dogs usually can spot me from a distance and come right up to me wanting attention. (Which I always give them) I've been handling dogs for 25 years now and have never been bitten. There are a remote few who do not like me but it is rare. I just respect them and give them their space.
I've had some interesting experiences with herding breeds. (Possibly because of their high intelligence?) Belgian Sheepdogs, Belgian Malinois, and GSD's in particular. They almost talk to you if they trust you and love you. I've forged very special bonds with these breeds that are above and beyond other dogs I have met. I could go into more detail but for the sake of brevity I won't at this time. I've never had the opportunity to meet with a wolf one on one. Something tells me we would get along very well.
Horses are something else I love but unfortunately seldom get a chance to be around. The ones I have been with usually warm right up to me. I wish I could explore this more, because I love the feelings I get from them. They are so gentle and open.
Thanks for listening to me ramble, it's nice to know that there are others who feel like I do about animals.
Jim
Most animals love me and I get along with them quite well. Some owners even comment on how their pet loves me and nobody else or few others. I tend to think it's because I listen to them and I am non-threatening to them. I also avoid quick motions around them unless I know them well.
I especially love dogs and they know it. I love warm sloppy kisses and close contact. Dogs usually can spot me from a distance and come right up to me wanting attention. (Which I always give them) I've been handling dogs for 25 years now and have never been bitten. There are a remote few who do not like me but it is rare. I just respect them and give them their space.
I've had some interesting experiences with herding breeds. (Possibly because of their high intelligence?) Belgian Sheepdogs, Belgian Malinois, and GSD's in particular. They almost talk to you if they trust you and love you. I've forged very special bonds with these breeds that are above and beyond other dogs I have met. I could go into more detail but for the sake of brevity I won't at this time. I've never had the opportunity to meet with a wolf one on one. Something tells me we would get along very well.
Horses are something else I love but unfortunately seldom get a chance to be around. The ones I have been with usually warm right up to me. I wish I could explore this more, because I love the feelings I get from them. They are so gentle and open.
Thanks for listening to me ramble, it's nice to know that there are others who feel like I do about animals.
Jim
Thank you, yes! it is sad to me that only now that he has gone, do I realize how much he cared for me. I would have loved to sat down with him and looked him in the eye and comprehended the amount of empathy he had for me as a human being. At the time I was essentially strung out, (Coming off of drugs, cutting bad friendships... because of the wolf) and my mind wasn't right.
No, he was actually a violent Alpha male who was days away from killing his packmates. People could not go in there, except for a select few, because he'd bring them down to the ground and tear their clothes up.
On my way to seeing the other, more friendly wolves. I'd give him pity pets through his pen, because I knew he was all alone. One day I decided to lay down and spend some extra time with him, because I felt such a sorrow in his heart. Well, I did, and I got the feeling that he cared for me. Not in just a "Thanks for the pets, butthead" kind of way but a real "I won;t hurt you, I really want to get to know you..." type of way.
So I begged the owner for weeks, months, to let me in with him, she said he'd only be violent and tear my clothes, etc, but I did not feel like she was right on that one. She finally got so sick of me asking she said "FINE! When eh hurts you you'll never go in there again!"
The first moment I walked in he sniffed me all over, his pupils dilated- a thing wolves do when there's something of supreme interest to them. They go into "Wolf mode" and they sort of get tunnel vision. He never lifted off of his front legs to tackle me or do anything like that, he was very respectful.
It was the beginning of a friendship that would change my life, save it in fact. He was a lifelong dream come true, my best friend and brother, and he loved me more than he loved even his own life.
On my way to seeing the other, more friendly wolves. I'd give him pity pets through his pen, because I knew he was all alone. One day I decided to lay down and spend some extra time with him, because I felt such a sorrow in his heart. Well, I did, and I got the feeling that he cared for me. Not in just a "Thanks for the pets, butthead" kind of way but a real "I won;t hurt you, I really want to get to know you..." type of way.
So I begged the owner for weeks, months, to let me in with him, she said he'd only be violent and tear my clothes, etc, but I did not feel like she was right on that one. She finally got so sick of me asking she said "FINE! When eh hurts you you'll never go in there again!"
The first moment I walked in he sniffed me all over, his pupils dilated- a thing wolves do when there's something of supreme interest to them. They go into "Wolf mode" and they sort of get tunnel vision. He never lifted off of his front legs to tackle me or do anything like that, he was very respectful.
It was the beginning of a friendship that would change my life, save it in fact. He was a lifelong dream come true, my best friend and brother, and he loved me more than he loved even his own life.
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