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The Wild, Wild West

I've mentioned before about the various types of wildlife that roams around our digs here in VERY FAR North Phoenix-the rattlers, the ground squirrels, javelinas, bobcats, road runners, burros, coyotes and now, I can add WOLF to the ever growing list!

It was HUGE too.  I was just about to make the turn that goes onto the road leading to the freeway entrance when something with fur ran right in front of me!  First thought:  whoa, a lone coyote.  Then I took a second glance and realized "Nope, that there is a wolf!"

We've really been increasing our neighborhood watch since our break-in.  Since I was on my way to PT (Physical Therapy), I texted my husband and had him share the news with our block.

He hates social media and wouldn't do more than that-won't go on our neighborhood website and let everyone know.  He simply sent word to our "leader" and left the rest to her.

As I was rounding that same street a couple of hours later-who should run in front of me at the same spot, the wolf!
Strange, since the weather is at a point where there were a lot of neighbors walking around and enjoying a walk.  Once home I went about the chores of the day and realized that I hadn't had any love notes from either our neighbors via text or signals that they sent out a warning.  

I hopped onto the city's FB page-sure enough (and so sad) two dogs were attacked right at that corner right in their own backyard.  One died right there and the other was hurt and traumatized.  This is with their "mom" right out there with them too.

With our temperatures dropping into the mid-80's I wanted to take a walk with Lucky-but thinking about that poor little Pomeranian and her poodle sister, I'm not so sure I want to go.

What has life become here in the Wild West?  I have sensors on all my windows, alarms on the doors, I have to "hover" my dog so she can go to the bathroom and I have to wonder if when I leave the house that some nut of a driver might decide to run into me.

Don't get me wrong-there are some great things about living here in the middle of the Sonoran desert:  the beauty, the quiet, seeing the stars at night and so much more, but it's also living up to its description-and not always in such a good way.

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