Last summer I was at a party chatting with a stranger who liked to hear himself talk. He insisted that there were wolves in Connecticut. I like to choose my battles so I let that particular assertion pass. I figured he just didn’t know about the Coywolf. Then I heard that Wolf-Dog hybrids are attacking people and animals in Southeastern, CT and I thought maybe this guy wasn’t so full of it after all.
Apparently, people at boat launches and horse barns have been menaced by three, large white canines. One of the rather beautiful animals was shot, and The Day got its paws on a picture.
The dead animal was sent for a DNA test, and it was confirmed that it’s a Wolf-Dog hybrid, which is illegal in the state. You know, because house wild animals in your home usually ends up like this.
It’s not entirely clear whether these are Wolf-Dogs living in the wild, or someone’s pets who are getting out and harassing people (like the little Chihuahua that regularly harasses my dog and I are our walks). If they belong to someone, we’ll probably find out when they turn on that person and eat him/her.
If they’re living in the wild, it’s only a matter of time before they spawn — maybe even cross-breed with a coywolf — and start populating our state with a vicious super-species of Coywolfdogs.
And I, for one, am looking forward to it!
But if Connecticut faces a future plagued with giant, vicious beasts, I’m going to need a bigger, scarier dog — or three — before I head out into the woods. And when one of my dogs gets old and I can’t face the thought of having to put it to sleep, I’ll head out in search of a Wolf-Dog in the woods and hope my dog goes out in a blaze of glory like the world’s most loyal/badass dog.