A few more photographs of these magnificent wolves. I have no idea what’s being consumed in the latter two photographs — or, more importantly, why the wolf was looking at me while so engaged. The object was apparently desirable. While taking these pictures, my friend noticed another wolf pass by, steal a bit of the discarded material, and bury it — perhaps for later retrieval and gnawing.
(See these wolf-related posts, too: You Silent Mirror, You Wolf, All Wolves Must Sleep, and The Hidden Garden.)