Hello
friends, I am Mystery.
I
was born a free wolf and lived in the wilds of Texas for several
years.
One
day on my journey, I stepped on a trap that closed around my right paw and
ankle. I was terrified and in so much pain. I tried to get loose but the teeth of
the evil steel trap just dug in deeper, until I almost lost my paw.
I
was resting, trying to regain my strength to attempt to escape when several humans
approached me. Never having encountered a human before, I hoped that they were
here to help, but I was wrong. They spoke to each other and seemed to come to an
agreement. One of them then raised a long stick like object at me.
What
happened next is very fuzzy to me, but I remember hearing this horrible sound.
The loudest sound I had ever heard in the woods, like it was the end of the
world.
I
guess I went to sleep for awhile. Because when I woke up, the men, with what I
now know is called a rifle, were gone.
I
felt pain as I have never experienced before. I had been shot in my side and I knew that I had to get help soon.
In
pain and scared, I heard a call from fellow kindred. They
were telling me to come to them and I would be safe and get help there.
When
I tried to find them I discovered that there was a long fence barring me from
them. I later found out that it was a sanctuary for wolves.
I
needed to be with them, to join them, to be saved. So, with everything that was
left in me, I began to dig my way under that barricade.
Once more, people arrived. But these people were different. They were calming and generated a feeling of welcome and love towards me. I was still very scared of them, since my experiences with humans up to now were connected with a lot of pain.
This
becomes very fuzzy as well…I remember flashes of places very alien to me. Loud
machine noises, smells of chemicals and blood, a lot of people, a lot of
movement, and a lot of pain.
The place I ended up at was a Veterinary Hospital. I was immediately taken to surgery, where a great doctor and his staff repaired my paw and took good care of me.
One
day, I remember waking up one day in a small pen at the Animal Hospital and there was a beautiful spirit standing before
me. She was in the shape of a human, but her soul was one of peace and love. She told me her name
was Jean. I felt a bonding of our souls and knew I would be safe.
My
recovery back to health was long, but I had this amazing spirit to guide me,
nurture me and visit me daily. When
I became strong enough to walk and could start taking care
of myself, she spoke to me through her
thoughts and heart.
“I
have a home for you. One where you will be loved, honored, and taken care of.
You are safe now.”
I
saw this new place in her thoughts and knew she was speaking the truth. I
accepted her invitation and traveled with her to this new place.
When I arrived, I knew it from the moment that I smelled the air and saw
the land…this was to be my HOME.
I
am now fully recovered and have full function of my paw. I love to run and dig
with my human companions. These humans, as well as the
other rescued wolves, have become my family… my pack.
I
have learned to forgive and to accept my past – for while there is no excuse
for the pain and terror I experienced, it was through that chain of events that
I was brought here - to a place where I am happy and have learned that humans have
an enormous capacity for love, acceptance, generosity and a fierce
will for justice.
While I
have never really needed a pen mate before, my human companions
asked my permission to allow another wolf to live with me. I was introduced to
Yoda - a youthful male who melted my heart with his
exuberant hello and a playful bow and kiss.
We are now life companions and enjoy being together. He keeps me young and I teach him patience and manners. My life is filled with great joy and love.
Please,
I invite you to visit us here at the Sanctuary and share in the love and
spiritual knowledge that resides here.