DAILY PROMPT RESPONSE
As a kid, my favorite animal was a dog. Then I watched Ole Yeller and Sounder, and suddenly, the idea of caring for a dog seemed less appealing. Though I’ve had various versions of man’s best friend. I couldn’t help but be enthralled by the mystic of werewolves. In 1981, I was catapulted into the lure of werewolves with the movie American Werewolf in London.
This fascination evolved into my love for wolves. All variations. Quietly, I’ve read many articles over the years, watched documentaries, and read books on wolves.
I can’t explain my fascination with wolves. I can’t explain what makes me stop in my tracks and soak in the beauty of this majestic creature. Perhaps I yearn for its power, its grace, or its presence. No matter, I have to make do with the gifts I possess.
Memoirs of Madness 