Claudy Conn shares her pets
My name is Cherokee, and my mom is 100% MacKenzie Wolf and life as a hybrid is sometimes confusing. I lying on the grass, and the dark handsome boy, is my son, Rocky the
I love my people, but I would have been an alpha and taking orders…like, ‘sit, down, and no,’ just doesn’t work for me. However, when I can, I try and please them…they are so cute and my man person makes a flirt out of me.
I had the wander lust in me, howling for a pack, and my people thought I needed my own pups. I had five beautiful treasures. Just as I would have in the wild, I appointed my female person as my nanny. When it was time for them to leave our den, my female person sat with me and my son, Rocky the Man, and we cried and howled together late into the night.
They send pictures, and Rocky’s brothers and one sister are all over 175 pounds, but Rocky is 190 lbs. He too would have been an Alpha—except that he is a bit of a clown.
He likes to eat, and because his father was all German Sheppard, he does take orders from our people. He is a big mush, and snuggles them more than I like. I have tried to show him that we only snuggle when we want to be massaged.
My eyes are yellow like my wolf mother, Vanilla Ice, and my feet like hers are webbed as we wolves are wonderful swimmers.
Our people take us to a nearby lake and Rocky and I have a blast.
Our people have a horse and he thinks we should be friends. Not happening. However, Rocky the Man adores the horse…they call him Pride, and so I make allowances. My son likes to run with him. At times, I do as well.
Yes, now and then we have a family howl…not always at the moon, and my people join in and it is quite satisfying. Things are good. I have my people and my Rocky and no longer look to wander…
My female person has pictures of us that you may wish to glance at. There is also a picture of my mother with a friend, an alpha MacKenzie called
and his brother Yellow Tail. Have a peek, I hope you like! Shawnee