He racked his brain trying to figure out how a wild wolf could have wandered so far from its natural habitat. The nearest wolf packs were hundreds of miles away in remote wilderness areas. It must have become separated from its pack and, by some miracle, found its way onto Bill’s farm.
But how and why his gentle cow Daisy had taken to caring for the lost pup was an even greater mystery. She had acted aggressively to protect the little wolf, her maternal instincts evidently kicking in though it was not her own species. It was perplexing yet touching to see the bond that had formed between the two unlikely companions.