My Dad and I went to the Indian Reservation Festival today; besides having to do homework there it was enjoyable as always. We saw the bison and dancers and I got a t-shirt and necklace there.

But the main attraction to me (and my father) were the wolves! I finally got to see and pet a wolf! They're names were Ahote' (meaning restless one) and Bandit. Bandit was a wolfdog meaning he was part wolf/part Malamute. They were both gorgeous and it was so much fun to touch them. I looked into Ahote' eyes (even though with wild animals you're not supposed to-but when he looked at me I turned my eyes away) and his eyes were intense. They weren't as big as I thought they were, they might be still growing as they're supposed to be higher than an Irish Wolfhound.

It was awesome! I was as giddy as a school girl and my Dad said if he left to go somewhere I wouldn't move from them and he was right. I was calm when they came near me, I was never nervous even when the mouth was near me. I pet his head, back, stomach, etc. I wish we didn't have to leave, but we did. I will never forget this day.

I was indeed on Cloud 9 as they say. A fantastic day today!!

Wow! Sounds like you had the proverbial blast, SnowWolf, Lucky you! Sounds like an awesome experience to me. Rock On!

Thanks UltraMetaloid, it was awesome! The one, Ahote, kept pacing so every time he went pass me I petted him.