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members | Cassidy & the Oakland 6
Forever members of the pack
"We
will be known forever by the tracks we leave." - Dakota Sioux
Noche (2013):
Noche was 15 and was one of our elder residents. He came to Wolfwood in
December of 2001 via W.O.L.F as a 3 year-old. He was in the Table Mt.
Shelter and W.O.L.F. did not have room for him. Noche was strong and
curious, but shy. He sometimes would approach the fence to check you out
but then move away and watch you. Once in a while, he would even let out a
bark. If you went into his enclosure, he would move to the opposite side
and avoid you. Noche had a very thick coat and since he was a
low-percentage animal he always seems to be shedding. He lived with Dodi
until she passed in 2010 and was a bachelor since then.
Noche was a big teddy bear of an animal. But, he was in pain and had
difficulty moving around due to cancer. It was time for his spirit to be
released.
Misty (2013):

Misty was 17 when she departed the pack. She was the last remaining member of the Oakland 6 pack that came to the Refuge in 2002. Due to the abuse the pack endured before coming to the Refuge, Misty was especially cautious around men but warmed up to the female volunteers. Misty lived with Rosie for many years. When Rosie passed away, Misty became very shy and a bit standoffish. She eventually moved in with her neighbor, Adamma. She became
Adamma's girlfriend and they were our elderly, crotchety couple. She survived the winter but got too weak to get up and move around. She was a sweet old girl and a special friend to some of the volunteers. She can now rest in peace with the other members of the Oakland 6 pack.
Big Timber (2013):

Big Timber died of natural causes at the age of 13. He had lived at the refuge since 2002 and was part of the Oakland 6 pack that was rescued along with Misty and Cassidy. The Oakland pack was a group of 6 wolves that were used to protect a meth-house in Oakland, CA. Six animals were chained to each other, neck to neck. The captives were thrown unopened cans of refried beans to eat and were malnourished and emaciated. They were brought to Wolfwood where the long road of rehabilitation began.
Big Timber was a high-percentage animal. He was handsome, strong, smart and athletic. Those features made him a bit of an escape artist and special precautions had to be taken to keep him from having adventures beyond his enclosure. He was somewhat shy but quietly welcomed those he knew well. He was a favorite of Paula. Ria was his pen mate and she was very attached to him. As with Cassidy
& Misty, Big Timber
is a glowing testament to the reason for the existence of Wolfwood.
Willow (2013):

On March 8th, 2013, we lost one of the true gentle souls of Wolfwood. Willow
did not survive surgery performed to remove large tumors. She was 12 years
old.
You
cannot tell the story of Willow without also including Ranger. The two were
inseparable and if there ever was a "Love Story" movie based on animals,
Willow and Ranger would star in it. Willow and Ranger were probably
born around 2000. Both are medium percentage animals. Willow was a
Malamute/Wolf mix and consequently, was a very large animal. Nothing is
known about their time together prior to 2004 when they were found starving,
infested with parasites and running loose in the mountain passes near
Longmont, CO. However, it was clear that they were a pair that cared deeply
about each other.
In August of 2004, Ranger had been
hit by a car and was seriously injured. Willow refused to leave his side.
With Ranger's injuries and
Willow's insistence to stay with him, Animal
Control was able to rescue both of them. Wolfwood was contacted and their
story at the Refuge began. Ranger's injuries were healed, both were
treated for their ailments and the two of them were reunited in the
enclosure where Ranger became famous for his rock climbing.
They were a perfect match; Both were large, confident, athletic, strong
animals, with Willow being the much less shy of the two. Willow's size and
temperament made her a favorite Ambassador for Wolfwood. She would visit
schools and other events where children and adults alike would wait their
turn to hug and pet the big
"love
muffin."
In return, Willow would
shower them with kisses, rubs and lots of fur. She was tireless in support
of the Refuge. At the Refuge, she would sit in your lap and enjoy being
petted for as long as you wanted. This was quite a feat for the volunteers
since Willow weighed well over 100 pounds. But, no one seemed to mind.
In the summer of 2012, Willow retired as a traveling Ambassador after the
Lake City event. But that didn't mean she was done getting attention. She
still loved having visitors of all ages and welcomed people at the Refuge,
especially children. While Ranger would avoid the hubbub of the attention,
Willow relished in it. If she grew tired during the large visits, she would
simply walk away to join Ranger in the far part of the enclosure. She was
magnificent to watch whether surrounded by people or simply enjoying Ranger's company.
The circle of life continues at the Refuge. It is inevitable, it is natural
and it must be accepted. But, that doesn't mean it is easy. This is one of
those times. Our thoughts are with Paula, Craig, Ranger and all the Wolfwood
volunteers. Many people had the privilege of knowing Willow well. For that,
we are thankful and blessed.
Kia (2013):
We
lost our beautiful singer, Kia, in early February.
She was 14. Kia went to the vet to have a growth removed from her neck. She
came through the operation fine, but died unexpectedly during the night. It
was discovered she had lung cancer.
Kia was a very sweet and affectionate girl who loved people. Her pen mate,
Casey, had just recently passed away. Even though she had lost her voice,
she would still throw her head back and try to sing for all the children who
came to visit Wolfwood.
Kia joined the Wolfwood family September 2002 from Berkeley CA and was
famous for her howl. She loved to show off for people and was one of the few
animals that would, sometimes, howl on command. However, a stroke in 2012
affected her vocal cords and ability to howl. She still enjoyed trying to
howl, though, and the pets and rubs she received as thanks made her
extremely happy. She had a "teddy bear" appearance that made her
seem much younger than she was. She did not like to be brushed even though
she loved to be petted. But, after the muddy season her coat had be shaved
off in the summer months to get rid of the matting the season
produced. This left her with a unique look among the members of the Wolfwood
family. She loved company and would hurry to meet new visitors whenever they
came
up
the hill. She lived with Casey until his death early in
2013.
Going to the top of the hill won't be the same without seeing Kia's smile.
She led a long and joyful life at the Refuge. Sing on Kia.
Casey (2013):
We
lost Casey during
a severe cold spell in January as he was unable to
get up and move. He was almost 15. Paula and Serena took him to the vet and
did what needed to be done. Paula talked to him and petted him and he went
very quietly, as was his nature. He was ready.
Casey and his 3 siblings were born at the refuge in 1998 after we took in
their elderly, pregnant mother. Shortly after giving birth she passed away.
Most of the litter was affected with dwarfism
and Casey was the last of his family, outliving his sister Heidi by 2 years.
He was always shy, but a teddy bear of an animal with distinctive coloring.
Kia, his penmate, is missing him, as are we.
Ateria (2012):
Ateria was one of the senior, long-time members of the Wolfwood family and was
16 years old. She came to Wolfwood in March of 2002 from a shelter in N.M.
when employees called us instead of putting her down. She was shy and would not
come up to people but would watch warily from a distance. She loved to dig dens
and lived with Saber and then Johnny and was dominate with both. We will
miss her sweet face.
Atlas (2012):
Atlas came to us with Phaedra, in 2004 from Gunnison, Co. They were
starving when they were caught by animal control and brought to
Wolfwood. They got their names because the Greek Olympics were going on
at the time. Atlas was very friendly and loved everyone. He was an
active and strong animal but loud noises scared him and he hid under his doghouse if scared. His
penmate, Phaedra, guarded him
if she thought there was danger.
He was 12 this
year and developed inoperable cancer. When he lost all his hair and was very
uncomfortable we decided he had been strong enough. Phaedra misses his happy
personality and she will get a new friend in a few weeks.
Bruno (2012):
came to the refuge in March of 2002
Dominoe (2012):
Domino was the last of our original 9 pack that came to the refuge in 1997 and
was 16 years old. He lived with Trinity at the end of his life and was stressed
to be separated from her because of her hip surgery. He was submissive to his pack members but
would always defend Trinity. He would bark at strangers and did not like to be petted unless you
gained his trust and he knew you well. We mourn his loss and the loss of
the last animal of the beginning of it all.
Heidi (2012):
Heidi was born at the Refuge when we were in Pagosa. Her mother
came in pregnant at a very old age and died before Heidi was a year old. Two of
her siblings have already died from complications of dwarfism. She and her
brother Casey lived together their whole lives and never really liked to be
touched by people. Heidi died on a winter evening. Her brother, Casey, now lives
with Kia.
Isis (2012):
Isis
came to the refuge with
two other animals in the summer of 2005.Her owners were getting divorced and didn't want the three
animals anymore.
Isis was extremely shy and one of the more elusive members of the Wolfwood
family. She lived happily with Smokey, Topaz and Chica
Nomad (2012):
came to the Refuge during November of 2004 from the Aztec shelter as a 5-year-old adult.
extremely disoriented But, with time and patience he adapted to his new home. Nomad was a big, strong, handsome animal and
was protective of his food. He would sometimes come up to visitors at the
fence, but, if he let you pet him, he will be very particular about where you pet him. He may not mind being petted along the lower part of his back but he
did not like to be touched towards his neck. Nomad lived with
Tika.
Red Dog (2012):
Red Dog was a sweet, goofy guy who always had a big grin on his
face. He came from the Ignacio area. Someone bought him on the Internet for $800
because he was a "red wolf". Red Dog was a big, fat Husky, without an
ounce of wolf in him, but we all loved him anyway. He wanted belly rubs and
food! He developed severe arthritis. On the night he died there was an amazing
red sunset, a final farewell from our friend.
Simone (2012):
Simone was very shy and did not like to be touched. She lived in
California with another animal named Mozart. In 2000, Mozart was
flown to Wolfwood but Simone was flown to a person in
Philadelphia. However, her new owner had a heart attack shortly
after Simone arrived so she was flown to Denver where we picked her
up.
Simone was 16 and had cancer. Eventually she had great difficulty getting
up and moving and she would have frozen to the ground in that condition as the
winter set in. She was ready for her passing, even if we weren't.
Tonka (2012):
Tonka was the
eldest member of the Wolfwood family. Tonka and her brother, Buddy, were
our first official rescue in 1998 when we got them from another refuge in Chino
AZ where they were not doing well. They were very thin and had not been touched
in 6 months. Tonka was an alpha female who loved everyone and was friendly and
outgoing. Her brother, Buddy, was very shy. Tonka was our first ever
ambassador animal. When Buddy died in 2006, Tonka was inconsolable, howling most
of the day. We could not pair her with another of our adult animals due to her
alpha personality. Ultimately, we got Kohl, a dog puppy, from the humane
society. Since his arrival, Tonka had been much happier although she was
sometimes confused by his doggie ways. Tonka succumbed to the effects of age and
cancer.
Few animals have touched
as many lives as she has. More then anyone else, she helped make WolfWood into the special refuge that it is.
She shaped and shared our dream. Tonka, you are loved and missed.
Rest and run with your brother.
(Read more of the story of Tonka and Buddy in our July 2012 newsletter which
can be found
here.)
Zia (2012):
Zia was part of a coordinated rescue between the Ute Tribe, La
Plata Humane Society and WolfWood in 1999. She was one of the 30 animals taken
over two years from an extremely bad situation here in the Durango area. She had
Parvo as a puppy, and had some residual damage because of that. She lived to be
14. She was Silver's pen mate who passed late last year. She was the last of the
"Shannon" group. While never an animal that would let you close, she
had a long life here at WolfWood.
Anis (2011):
Anis came to us from Farmington NM. She was in a very bad
situation there. She was always shy and submissive. After her sister died, Anis
went to live with Inepee. She was very happy with him until she passed away at
the age of 10. Her sweet face will be missed.

Bronte (2011):
Bronte's death was an especially hard one for all of us at
WolfWood. Many of you have met Bronte at one of our events. He was
one of our most beloved ambassador animals. Known as the "gentle
giant," he loved nothing better then to be surrounded by children. Bronte
made a difference in the lives of hundreds of people, young and old alike.
Diagnosed with kidney failure almost two years ago, Bronte improved with a
special diet, IV's of fluid and great care by Dr. Wagner of Bayfield Animal
Hospital. Still, we noticed a difference after losing the love of his
life, Cassidy.
Bronte came to us after he was picked up by the Pueblo Humane Society when he was found running
loose. He was, by far, the largest member of the Wolfwood family. However,
that size ended up taking a toll on his kidneys as he got older.
Bronte became an Ambassador for Wolfwood almost immediately. He loved
children and loved the attention associated with being the center of an event.
While Bronte was a very large animal, he had some interesting
tendencies. He did not like cowboy hats and would back away when he saw
someone wearing one. This may have been due to his handling before he came
to Wolfwood.
Bronte also had his particular likes and dislikes while traveling in his
Ambassador role. When staying somewhere away from Wolfwood, Bronte had to
have a clear line of sight to wherever Craig and Paula were staying. He
didn't need to actually see them but he had to see the door of the place where
they were staying. On one trip it wasn't physically possible for Bronte to
see the door of the house even though Craig and Paula could see Bronte through a
window. Bronte howled and howled until Craig came out to assure him that
they were still there. Bronte wasn't satisfied, and when Craig went back
inside, he began to howl again because he couldn't see the door. Craig
came out and slept in the truck with Bronte so he would feel better.
We were fortunate to have several weeks with Bronte to say our
goodbyes. Lavonne sat with him, and he was surrounded by friends as he passed.
We miss his beautiful spirit, but take comfort in knowing he is with Cassidy
again.
Navarre (2011):
(From Paula)
Navarre's death was one of the most difficult for me
personally, and also one of those special transcendent moments that shape who we
are. I was there when Navarre was born, on a dark and cold winter solstice
night, 15 years ago. He was one of my original nine pack, and the start of
my work in rescue. I was chosen as his special person right from the
beginning, and Navarre went almost everywhere with me until he took over the
alpha position in the pack after Winslow, my first ever wolf/dog, died.
Navarre went down one night and couldn't get back up. I laid next to him
in his large, A-frame dog house, under a sky filled with brilliant stars.
I talked to him, sang to him, and rubbed his majestic head. In the end, I
just held his big paw in my hand. Navarre knew I was there, and I believe
it gave him comfort with his last breath, just as it did with his first.
We had a special bond throughout his whole life, and it will stay with me
throughout the rest of mine.
Navarre was one of the original 9 members of the Wolfwood pack. His
father, Winslow, was the undisputed alpha of the pack.
Navarre was one of the first Ambassadors for Wolfwood and enjoyed his role
for many years. As he got older, Navarre turned over the reins to other
animals and enjoyed spending his time with Dominoe (of the original pack) and Trinity, a new addition.
Navarre inherited some characteristics from his father regarding leadership
within the pack. While his father was alive, Navarre always made sure that
the younger members of the pack were allowed their fair share of the food.
However, he wasn't a push-over for these youngsters. He had no problem
letting a younger member know when they were out-of-line regarding their
behavior around the older pack members.
As Navarre's father aged, some wolves tried to take the alpha role,
especially after his father had a stroke. However, Navarre did not let
this happen. Navarre would not allow any other wolf to eat before his
father, even though his father could not physically hold the alpha role.
If another animal tried to eat first, there were severe consequences from
Navarre. Needless to say, the other pack members quickly learned who the
next alpha was and who they would listen to. Navarre made sure his father
got the respect he deserved until the day his father died.
But Navarre also had patience that would surprise people. At one event
at a Humane Society, a small dog got loose and started biting Navarre on his
backside. The Wolfwood volunteer had Navarre on a leash but if he wanted
to go after the small dog, it would have been an issue. Navarre just
looked at Paula with an expression that said "Is this little dog kidding me?"
Fortunately, the little dog was put back on a leash and taken away. Navarre went on his
way with his continued role as Ambassador for Wolfwood at the event.
His leadership qualities, confidence and personality will be missed.
Saber (2011):
Saber died at 13. He came to us from Utah. Knowing there were
safe places for animals like Saber, animal control officers did not want to put
him down. After contacting us and getting the go ahead, Best Friends offered to
transport him here. He flew in a Piper Cherokee into Durango airport. He lived
happily at Wolfwood, with his friend Atirea, for 10 years. Saber was an active
and strong animal even after his surgery, but eventually he succumbed to cancer.

Silver (2011):
Silver was part of a coordinated rescue between the Ute tribe, La
Plata Humane Society and WolfWood. He was one of the 30 animals taken over two
years from an extremely bad situation here in the Durango area. He had parvo (a
contagious canine virus) as a puppy, and had some residual damage because of
that. He lived to 12. Silver never socialized well, although we tried. Liz
Morris spent many hours with him when he was younger. He lived with his sister
Zia, who is the last of the "Shannon" group. While never an animal
that would let you close, Silver was a brave example of survival against the
odds.
Cassidy (2010):
Many of you had met Cassidy, either in Estes Park or at one of
our other events. She had been a premier ambassador animal for years and
had literally been petted and photographed
by thousands of people.
Cassidy came out of a meth house in CA. She and five other
animals weren't just chained; they were all chained to each other and fed only unopened cans of beans. Officers went in,
guns drawn, shut down the drug house and
confiscated the animals. An organization in the area raised money from local
citizens to help get the pack to us. We had to bolt cut their chains off.
Cassidy could not even lift her head, her
neck muscles had atrophied and she was completely emaciated. Our first job was
to physically rehabilitate the pack. This
took months, but soon they were all living happily in their large enclosure,
able to move freely for the first time. After a few years the alpha male,
Cassidy's brother, died of bone cancer
contracted where he had been repeatedly kicked. The pack fell apart and had to be separated. Cassidy lived next to two former pack
members but was by herself until Bronte came. Cassidy
suffered from seizures which were under control with medications for a long
time. She finally had a seizure she could not recover from. Even though we
rushed her to the vet and tried our best, we could not save her. Cassidy was
very special, and there are no words to describe the breadth of our love or the
depth of our sorrow over Cassidy no longer being part of our lives. Bronte
was with her till the end. We hold her memory in our hearts and miss her every
day.