When I was a preteen there were wolves that lived in a pen attached to one of the older cottages on the main boulevard on the island.
The cottage was named the Whale Bone and a renter moved in and built a high chain link fence and had two wolves living there.
I can still see it in my minds eye.
A hippyish couple. The woman had long blonde hair and an angular face with intelligent eyes. Her boyfriend drove motorcycles and had dark auburn hair and beard.
I can remember always crossing the road when walking home.
Though the wolves were amazingly well behaved given their confinement.
They were healthy looking animals and just massive.
There was a large dog house type shed they would often lounge on and they went into the house in the evenings.
I don’t ever recall a complaint about them, or seeing the couple walk them.
They lived there for maybe a decade.
I haven’t thought about those wolves or that cottage in a long time.
The cottage still stands much the same as it has in all my living memories.
I think same family owns it.
