Bradley

In late April, 2006, Mission:Wolf received a call from the Denver Dumb Friend’s League.  They had just taken in Bradley, a large male dog that many of their staff suspected had some wolf in him.  Mission:Wolf agreed to take him in, the hopes that he would work out with one of our lonely, single wolves.

Before Bradley even made it to Mission:Wolf, he proved to be a trouble-maker.  He managed to escape from a closed kennel, inside a locked house, inside a fenced yard while waiting to be transported to the refuge.  The staff never did discover all of the details of Bradley’s free-running adventure in Colorado Springs.  He was finally found two days later at a local vet’s office, having been hit by a car and suffering from a broken leg and multiple skin abrasions. 

When he arrived at the refuge at last, Bradley was in a sorry state.  He spent the next month living on the couch in the staff kitchen, soaking up pity and affection.  The more time the staff spent with him, the more they began to question his wolf heritage.  Bradley wagged his tail at everyone, sat on command, and put up with people changing his bandages every morning and evening… all things a wolf would never consider doing.  They quickly learned that this huge Akita cross had a soft spot for carrots, ear rubs and a Siberian husky named Kona.  All of this added up to Bradley being a big dog who looked a bit wolfy, but was probably just a mistreated and misunderstood Akita/ malamute/ shepherd cross dog.

Bradley spent a couple of months living in the kitchen with the staff and Kona while the staff worked to convince him to be a well-mannered dog.  A good friend of Mission:Wolf adopted Bradley, and he now lives with Saidee (another mislabeled dog who came through Mission:Wolf) and an Airedale mix named Chloe.