Please don’t judge me. I am about to tell you something you may find shocking, and I am concerned you may think badly of me. When I’ve told people before, it has divided opinion. Some have been curious, others downright disgusted. They’ve told me it’s unnatural and asked me how I could do such a thing. I’ve no idea how you’ll react, so I’ll just come straight out and say it.
I own a genetically modified wolf.
I really do. My husband and I got him from a breeder that we found on the Internet. We exchanged a couple of emails, transferred a hefty wedge of cash then collected him from a pre-arranged location in southern England. The little animal howled all the way home.
Five years later, we now trust him so much that he lives in our house, sleeps on our bed and plays with our kids. If we were to set him free, I’m almost certain he wouldn’t survive. He’s never hunted fresh meat or brought down a caribou. He’d probably hang around by our back door, sulk and wait to be let back in again.
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