Wolf

I would like to start this page off with a poem that touched my heart: Michelle Alfonso / Pocono Mountains PA ||  || Your amber eyes ablaze Your muzzle bathed in moonlight Your tangled mind a maze Your fur is made of ashes Your soft pelt thick with snow Your watchful eyes hold sorrow Your gaze unveils my soul You stand so still on ice Your feet so firmly bound With ropes of grief and heartache: Frozen to the ground Why do you howl at the moon, Your head lifted so high? Your eyes are closed with sadness; You sing your mournful cry. Why is your call so anguished? Why do you stand alone? Your pack has left without you To where you cannot go. You tremble in the moonlight, Your heart yearns to be free. You stumble in the starlight And turn away from me. Your golden eyes are fading, Your aching paws are cold, You lower your weary body, And leave this bitter world. ||^  ||
 * Starlit Serenade
 * Lone wolf upon the mountain

Now that you are inspired, I will relay my story

So I'm just taking a nap in a valley up in Yellowstone National Park, and some smelly human (with a moustache) mauls me and ties my legs up. He puts me into a crate and sticks me into some huge metal transportation vessel that they call a train. Five days and barely any water later, I'm taken out of the train and now they put me in some tiny, fake habitat (I did manage to bite one of the humans as they tried to force me out). Well, this stinks (literally).
 * May 10th, 1900:**


 * __May 18, 1900__**

__Humans__ Humans look really strange here. I don't like them. They all smell bad. The men have more hair on their face than me. They wear weird clothing, and they all gawk and yell at me. I'm cooped up in a little cage and they feed me nasty food. Here are a couple pictures of humans:

And here I am: Do you pity me yet?

I've been hanging out in my cage, and lately there's been a buzz around here. This senator, James McMillan, has devised the McMillan Plan, which is aimed at creating a National Mall, which is apparently going to be beautiful. There's also this park called the Rock Creek Park being made right by the Zoo, and a place called Union Station. I've heard a couple of the names of the people involved in the Plan. Are Frederick Law Olmstead, Jr. and Daniel Burnham familiar? (Actually, this Olmstead is the son of the Olmstead involved in the Chicago World Fair)
 * 1902**

Something interesting actually happened the other day. One of my wolf friends who had just arrived at the zoo a little while ago started acting strange. By nightfall, he had escpaed the Zoo. Yesterday I heard what happened to him. He had ran through Washington DC, and he jumped over the fence of a house and bit a lady named Laura Jackson. Apparently, the wolf had rabies. I don't think this bodes well for his future...
 * Fall 1903**

I heard from one of the zookeepers that Laura Jackson, the lady who was bitten and scratched by the wolf, is suing Dr. Baker of the Smithsonian Institution for $300. She may very well win, seeing that the wolf was supposed to be managed by the Smithsonian. I'm not sure what ever happened to that wolf, but my guess is that he has departed from the world we know.
 * 1904**