This is what it sounds like...w-when wolves howl?

Hey all,

I'm feeling a little better from my last little outburst. Sorry you had to experience that, but then again, what are blogs for but creating controversy from judging the world?

The girlfriend and I went to the Oatland Island Wildlife Center here in Savannah. I didn't quite know what to expect since it isn't really a zoo and it's off the beaten path.

Let me tell you, this place is pretty cool. We got in for five bucks each, the staff was nice, and we got to see the animals fairly close-up. At least, closer than most zoos let you get. All told, we saw two bald eagles, a horned owl, four red falcons, a pig, a goose, three goats, a pond of small alligators, a black bear, a red fox, a cougar, and a pack of wolves.

It was pretty hot in Savannah for most of these animals, the climate being quite different from many of their respective natural habitats. I felt kind of bad for them, but they didn't look entirely unhappy. I got the impression, from the staff anyway, that the animals were pretty well taken care of. They didn't look sick or starved. I did end up telling a staff person that the cougar needed watering, his dish was empty.

Lastly, I'll tell you the coolest part of the entire day. We were walking back toward the main building to get ready to leave, and as we passed back near the wolf pen, the entire pack started to howl loudly. I personally had never seen a wolf pack in real life, let along see all of them begin to howl. The howling was followed by a struggle for dominance between a lounging lesser male and the alpha male. Needless to say, the lesser got peed on. Growling ensued.

I must say though, that single event was one of the most impressive and real things I've actually witnessed. It may not seem like much in text, but in person, it felt magical. I was awestruck.

As I ponder these wolves, my friends, I slip slowly into the antimatter universe. Transmission breaking...until next time.