This is an entry in my field journal from our expedition into the forests of Upper Michigan last summer, in search of wolves. Not a word has been changed
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Sinda, I just don't know what to say. You brought back all those memories. We have to go on another wolf expedition. Every time I look at my wolf tracks I cry. Mr grandpa just bought me the Wolf Almanac, so next time we go, we will know more about wolves than Ross, Jordan and the rest of them put together. And we should buy some wolf t-shirts and bags. (maybe we should learn some about cats as well.) We will know the UP like the back of our hands. And Brett will be so impressed he will run away from his wife and we will leave together with a wolf pack. Oh Michigan, how I miss you!...Knight Jane of Sexton
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