Wolves in wolf's clothing

Every birthday past the age of 26 has become a depressing sign that I'm one step closer to the end. I'm not sure why it bothers me so much but I guess it has something to do with a gnawing sense that I haven't done everything that I want/need to do in this life. I also question whether I'm living up to my true potential.

While still feeling like I need to do more, I was able to cross a few things off the old bucket list during this last birthday's festivities.

1. Play with wolves. We headed up to a wolf sanctuary near Divide Colorado to take a tour of the sanctuary and to spend some time in the wolf's cages to get a little more intimate with the animals. We played with timber wolves which are the largest breed of wolf in the world. They were very large, even compared to Rocco.

Candice aka "little red riding hood" with the big,bad wolf known as Navi. Yes, unfortunately the sanctuary decided to name this magnificent creature after the indigenous people from Avatar.

Most of our interaction with the animals was done while we were sitting. I guess when you stand up it intimidates the wolves or causes them to not want to come close to you. Also, they prefer women over men. While facial hair is commonly known to increase a mans pain tolerance and ability to chop wood, it is also a wolf repellent, who knew?

We were also able to play with the cutest little foxes. These little guys were rescued from a fur farm. Please don't wear fur, there's just no need.

I'll revisit the whole crossing things off the bucket list for next time. For now just digest the awesomeness that are Timber wolves.