Red Riding Hood and Grandma

OK.  It's time to get down to business and write about wolves.  I've put cotton in the cat's ears (Yeah, THAT was fun!) so he doesn't hear that this post isn't about him.

Wait.  Evil Twin is bringing me something to post.  Hmmm, it's a photo and she is telling me it's wolves:

Gee, um, I don't think so, ET, but I'll let it stay here so you won't get upset with me and write on me with a permanent black marker during the night....

Anyway, that photo looks mysteriously like bear......soap. 

Hee Hee.  It IS bear soap and it looks a lot like what we got at each of the places we stayed inside the park on our vacation.    I took them home as souvenirs soap to bathe with and I bet she staged them for that photo, that silly girl.

We recently visited Yellowstone National Park.  We heard all about the wolves being re-introduced into the park several years ago and how they have grown into several different packs.  We even heard that one pack killed off another pack.   Ugh!  Nature is brutal.  The wolves keep the elf....er...elk population under control and will certainly munch on a dead bison or moose when available.    There is no record of wolves dressed as Grandma harassing little girls wearing red.

They are playful creatures.  This one decides he wants a game of, well, something.

Mine

Nope.  We didn't shoot that video but it did happen in Yellowstone the week after we left.

I bet you're asking if we actually saw any wolves? 

What?  You're not?

Pffft. 

We did.  See?

No?  You didn't see?  Click and make it bigger.  Look for tiny red circles in the center near the trees.

Yes, wolves, really. 

We were able to spot the wolves when we noticed folks at a pull-out with a scope focused on something far, far, away.  I looked through the scope and saw black wolf pups playing.  Aws. Hubby saw a lighter-colored adult. 

We even took one home as a warm, cuddly, souvenir:

Yeah.  This one is Cat's wolf.  Every time he wakes up, it's a whole new world and when he sees this wolf, he has to kill it....again.  He was just about to pounce when I snapped this photo. 

Sheesh.

Nature is so brutal.

Photo credits:  Soap and stuffed wolf: Reffie, youtube video: some lucky dude, Real wolves: Hubby

Yellowstone Beauty

Oh dear.  I seem to have stepped in something.  I think the cat must have.......  No, that's not it.  

Nevermind.  

I was doing some unpacking, putting stuff away, flipping laundry, and then I saw something in the corner of my eye.  My brain kept asking what is that, what is that?   I dug a little deeper.

Ah, my blog.  Cool.  

I'm back.  At least for the moment.

Hubby and I took a trip up to Yellowstone.  We left Oreo, the cat that looks like a cookie and has a big dog butt, in capable hands, and I think he may have picked up a few skills while we were gone.  Hum...what is that in your mouth, Oreo?

Nevermind.

He's been glued to my lap, increasing his skills at hindering my typing and still a bit fussy with us for leaving him for so long.

Our trip was wonderful.  I have so many photos I want to share but I'm only picking a few favorites in order to keep my sanity.....and yours.

Lower Falls - So soothing.  

Evil Twin wanted a barrel....for me.

 Whoa!  Stand back, Reffie! 

The Grand Prismatic Spring.  Evil Twin was expecting aliens.

Canary Spring - NOT for bathing.  I told Evil Twin to put away her towel!

An elk munching, oblivious to the beauty of the sunset.

 Storm over Lake Yellowstone.  Wowie!

That's all for now.  I'll be back soon with a post about wolves.  Let's not tell the cat that it won't be about him, 'K?