The Story of Lone Wolf…
Waiting to board my flight, I wandered over to a deserted section of the airport lounge whilst on the phone. It was behind a wall between two gates. There on the window sill sat a little white wolf, all alone. A little lone wolf.
He was gazing out the window at the planes. Look at this little guy! He’s just crying out for an adventure, and to be a lone wolf no more. So he was quickly adopted by me and The Artist, and happily settled into my handbag awaiting many adventures together.
His First Trip- Sunshine Coast