There is a story in the Bender book about the early days in Kamenka when the wolves would raid the village regularly at night. One fellow decided he was going to put an end to this constant threat. He made a very large sturdy basket device and mounted it on a wagon and got in it with his musket. When the pack arrived on its regular rounds he took his shot. However, with a single shot musket, one shot was all he got and the aggravated pack tried to get into his shelter and get him. They could not tear his shelter open, so in frustation, they hiked legs and marked him as territory. I'm sure he never lived that down. There is a grusome photo from Russia in an Argentina journal of a wolf feeding on the on a pile of unburied corpses during one of the Russian famines. It brings to mind the African native saying that "the hyeana will get you in the end", natures scavangers and waste collectors. However, neolithic humanity was fortunate to get some cubs from these fearsome packs to help keep cave bears and sabre tooth cats from pushing our spieces to extinction. On to lighter topics. Frank Jacobs