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Hi there! 

Folks around here call me Spirit.

But hey, I’m no mystic…I’m just a humble wolf-dog who has a story to tell you. So sit down and take a load off, and…errr…while you’re here, would you mind scratching behind my ear?  Oooohhhh…perfect –that did the trick! Thanks!

Ok, where should I start? I guess I’ll start where all good tales start – at the beginning.

I was adopted by this great guy who was an Officer of the Law. When I was old enough, he began training me to become part of the K-9 unit and work with him as a “drug-sniffer.”

I was a darn fine K-9 cadet if I do say so myself. I could hunt down and seize those drugs in under a minute regardless of where they were hidden!

Unfortunately, at the time, what I didn’t understand, is that once I found and seized the contraband, I had to give it to my human counterpart. Well, um…[head hung low and whispering] I didn’t pass my final tests because I refused to give back my finds. Plus, at that same time, they discovered that I had some wolf blood in me. Like that should matter…But, so anyway, they felt it was best to let me go.

The guy who I was living and training with also “thought it was best” if I went to live at a Wolf Rescue Center.  That really broke my heart. We were so good together; I know I could have done better if just given another chance. [sniff, pausing for reflection]

So, anyway, I’m put in this “Rescue Center,” where, while not necessarily mistreated, I wasn’t given the attention or the care that I would have liked.

I have to admit that I was very sad and lonely and became very depressed while living there. There were some people who would come and visit and spend time with me, but they, too, soon left out of my life. I felt so isolated and like I was disappearing.  

That is when I met my life companion - Yukon. He became my best friend and gave me a reason to go on. His gentle ways and shy manners calmed and centered me. I don't know if I would have survived without him.

Sadly, I became very ill and started to lose all of my fur. There would be days that I could barely move or see through mucus in my eyes. I almost gave up, but my new family would not!

 Laying their hands on me, hugging me, wiping the stuff from my eyes with tears in theirs – They told me that everything would be ok. That I was HOME. One where I would be loved and cared for and safe.

It has been almost a year since then. The amazing attention, affection, medical care and true sanctuary that I have found here, has helped me to almost recover fully.  

Yukon and I have been able to remain together and will live out the rest of our days with each other and our other two and four legged companions here at the Sanctuary, and I could not be any more content. 

Yesterday, one of my human companions, who was there with me through my long road of recovery, looked deep into my eyes and smiled at me with tears in her eyes. She hugged me soo tight and whispered in my ear. “Spirit, you’re back…You are really here.”

The love and acceptance that poured through her soul was all I need. All I’ve ever needed in life. I think that it is all anyone is searching for –to be loved and accepted.

And She is right, I am back and I am here to stay!

 Please allow me to share with you this love and feeling of acceptance. Join us- join this family of peaceful warriors and take this wonderful journey of discovery and enlightenment with us. You are always welcome here.