I don't remember if that was the time he had gotten into a fight with a porcupine and lost or not, but I do remember my mother fixing his owwies and nursing him back to health. He was then part of the family and since a wolf chooses a mate for life, he chose my mom. She took Wolf everywhere with her........if she didn't, he would actually jump out of the trailer windows to look for her, he had terrible separation anxiety. After awhile, she couldn't afford to keep getting our windows fixed, so where my mom went Wolf went....... One day she had to go grocery shopping, so we all piled in the car, including wolf and went to the Warehouse Market, next to the Bonanza Casino. We went inside, wolf stayed out in the car.....till he got worried about my mom. Somehow, he rolled the window down and since the store had automatic doors, he decided to go in and look for us. Panic at the Disco.....people where running and screaming......uh yeah, you would too if a wolf was wandering down Isle 7 looking frantically for his mate! Eventually, my mom had no choice but to give him away, she could no longer afford to feed him, and he was taking down cattle on the range and there was pretty much a "Bounty" on his head, since everyone in Reno Park knew my mom, they gave her options. She gave Wolf to a family somewhere in California...Portola maybe, I am not sure, but I do know that around a week or so later, he found his way home, bloody paws and all. He loved my mom so much that he ran home miles and miles to let her know that somebody had accidentally adopted him. I know there were a lot of tears, but she gave him away again, and I think if I remember correctly he ran away from them as well, but he never made it home. The loyalty of a wolf is amazing.......and the fact that his loyalty was to a woman who was brave enough and kind enough to fix him when he was broken......too bad we can't learn from that.