The Other Coast by Adrian Raeside for July 21, 2019

‘Tis true, if you’re in a pack and not out front, the scenery never changes.

“Discerning” is not a word that comes to mind when I think of Carl ;)

You’re part of the nation within the nation. (Any other Chet and Bernie fans out there?)

And I bet they wolfed that mouse down pretty quickly too but doubt it filled them up.

After that, they decide to get domesticated. Now we know.

He’s no Marlon Brando.

And two days ago…a smidgen of pigeon.

I just love Carl. Feel sorry for his mate and cub though.

That’s my excuse son and I’m sticking to it.

He’s doing a public service by cleaning up the roadkill.

The larger ones are called biodegradable speed-bumps.

I wanna be part of a wolfy choir!

I think Auggie Doggie from 60’s is a descendant of Carl.

Lone wolf and son!