Yesterday I was in Chicago, near Nagle and Northwest highway, when out from the train tracks slinked a big black wolf. He looked over a hundred pounds, well fed, but very low to the ground. Well out of his enviorment, in heavy traffic, with pedestrians, he deftly crossed over Northwest highway, and turned down the street at a fast, even pace. He followed the sidewalk path shortly before he passed a pedestrian as if an automobile in the fast lane. Tail down, ears down, not looking at anyone, or anything, completely submissive. The pedestrian did not react.

I suppose he was a bit out of his element. We can all relate to that sometimes.

Tonight I pray for that lone wolf, and hope that he can continue on his journey, quietly, and unassuming. Panic would ensue once he is realized, although he is really no threat, unless cornered.