The return of wolves to the wild has made a few homeowners uneasy: a few people checking mailboxes in remote areas have gotten a surprise, and a certain neighborhood had a catfit when it found wolf tracks around the school bus stop —but hey, you hack a hole in the woods and build a house in it and you just may see wildlife, and you may have to take precautions: if you want to send your kids to the bus stop, it might be good to go out there yourself and be sure they’re safe. This is the city where you get visiting moose on the golf course and swimming pools, and bears investigating the garbage in the hospital district. Marmots and coyotes on city streets, yep, we gots ’em. Cougar—not since I’ve lived here, but it’s happened.

Now it’s wolverines. Those fellows are certifiable if surprised—they’re sort of the North American version of the Tasmanian Devil, only larger, so I’d be real cautious going out to the woodpile in the dark without advertising my presence. But I’m happy to see another species pop up in its old range. You start putting the pieces back in a disturbed nature, and all sorts of critters may like it. I remember when the egrets came back to Oklahoma City: and kept coming; and kept coming. Now they have egret mitigation in certain places—they tried it on the lake I lived on—but I voted for the egrets, and so did the majority of the residents.