Legend of Lobo

In the late 1800's, the Wild West was being tamed and the untouched plains were being settled.

Quickly, the buffalo that used to roam the plains disappeared. Not only were the buffalo a panacea of sorts for the Indians; providing everything from food to clothing, they were the main food source of the wild wolves.

As the settlers moved in they brought their cattle with them. Cattle ranching was big business. At the time however, there was a big problem. Wolves. They had taken to attacking livestock for food.

In the Currumpaw Valley of New Mexico, one wolf in particular was decimating the settlers' livestock. The ranch owners and cowboys said this wolf was killing one cow every day. Although many attempts had been made to capture and kill him, all had failed. This wolf was said to be a Demon Wolf and nicknamed Lobo.

In desperation, the local ranchers put up a reward of $1000 for anyone who could kill Lobo. This caught the attention of a famous wolf trapper and hunter. He took up the challenge, expecting it to be a two week job.

His first attempt to kill the Demon Wolf was to lay poisoned meat parcels. He laid a dozen around the plains. Days later he returned to find them all gathered in a pile with wolf excrement all over them. Lobo was obviously wise to the hunter's tricks.

Months later the hunter decided to lay traps. He laid dozens over areas where Lobo's paw prints had been found. Lobo's paw print was 5" wide...indicating that he weighed at least 150lb.

Returning days later and expecting Lobo to be caught, the hunter was shocked to find that all the traps had been sprung. Lobo had dug up dirt and soil to spring the traps.

Frustrated and having been alone in the Currumpaw valley for months, the hunter was becoming desperate. One morning, tracking Lobo, he noticed that wherever Lobo had gone, there were smaller paw prints right beside. This meant that Lobo was courting a female.

It was at this point that the hunter realised that if he could catch Lobo's mate he could catch Lobo. The hunter learned from locals that Lobo's mate was called Blanca because of her pure white coat and that she and Lobo never left each others' side.

The hunter laid various traps that were poorly hidden around a cow carcass...which he knew Lobo would disarm. He laid one more around the cow's skull which he wagered Blanca would wonder over to.

The next morning Blanca was caught and Lobo was nearby but ran as the hunter approached. Blanca was shot and her corpse dragged back to his cabin.

All through that night Lobo could be heard howling a cry of sadness. This was a much different cry to the defiant and proud howl he would fill each previous night with. It was filled with sadness and mourning.

The hunter knew that Lobo would come to the cabin looking for Blanca. That night he laid over a hundred traps around the cabin.

Soon after, Lobo was found outside with all four legs caught in a trap. Even though he was in pain, Lobo stood to his feet as his captor approached and howled.

The hunter took pity on Lobo and wondered if wolves were more than mindless killers; maybe they had emotions and felt sadness as people do.

The hunter kept Lobo chained outside, amazed at the pride of the beast. Lobo never looked at his captor and stared always out onto the plains where he and Blanca had so often courted.

Entering the barn the next morning, the hunter found Lobo had died...from a broken heart?

True story! Sad eh :redface:

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