To the editor:
The winter of 1975 our family lived at 1752 Cottonwood St. in Johnson Subdivision. It was about this time of the year, dark and cold and we all know it gets very dry in our homes.
So I got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water from the kitchen and I heard our German shepherd, Cookie, crying or making a loud whimper, which I had never heard before. Our dog had a nice strong doghouse and we put some carpet in the doorway so that it would be warm in her house.
I got a flashlight and looked out the window toward her doghouse and I saw a big black shadow pulling on her dog chain and I thought it was another dog doing this.
I put on some shoes and got the broom and I had the flashlight and went out the door and hollered and banged on the house and this wolf made two or three leaps and was out of sight.
I couldn't believe what I just saw and I started shaking from fear. I ran and got Cookie and brought her in the house.
The next day my husband went and got our neighbor who was a trapper and he said it was a wolf that was there.
My opinion is if there is a food shortage for wolves they will come in close to town. The next winter nothing like that happened.
This is my wolf story - armed with a broom and a big voice and thankful nothing happened to me.
Beulah Hoth
Fairbanks | 
