It’s cold, it’s raining, I’m tired–but how about a little bit of God’s stuff, as a pick-me-up?
This baby wolf is trying to learn to howl. I wonder where Mommy and Poppa Wolf are; I doubt they ate the cameraman. I don’t know, that little spindly tail is a major win-you-over. Yeah, all right, they grow up into savage predators–but a puppy is a puppy, says I. And puppies are a gift from God.