One night in my cabin I saw a flash of light and thought
somebody was entering my driveway. I was so angry that I jumped out of bed and
hit my head on the iron chandelier. I heard this horrible howling and yowling
and I smashed through the back door to look for the car, but it was just a
lightning storm. I was covered with sweat and my nose was distended, and I had
long teeth and there was hair all over me. Obviously a little attack of
lycanthropy, see? My dog wouldn’t speak to me for two days. Perhaps it was all
the anger finally coming out of me because I’d heard a wolf down in the delta,
and three days later I saw the wolf right on my two track. Two days later, I
dreamed I found the wolf on the road and her back was broken, and I hugged her
and she went all the way into me, and I remember thinking humorously in the
dream: God, I’ve been trying to lose weight all summer and now I have to carry
this she-wolf around in my body. How can I ever hope to lose weight? But she
didn’t seem too heavy.
Jim Harrison
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