TAKAYA, In the Spirit World

Takaya, beloved by Vancouver Island residents,

killed by a hunter March 24, 2020

TJ Watts photo

CHEK News photo

For eight years, you loved me,

watched me, told stories about me,

listened to my songs.

I was your connection

to the wild,

to Mystery,

to a world in which you have

forgotten you belong.

You love wolves, you say,

yet hunters are allowed

to kill us every year.

"It's legal," they justify.

But is it right?

Of you, my kind

lives in great fear.

We live in peace.

We stay as far away from Man

as we can.

But you have left us little space

in which to be.

And every time there is a choice

of territorial rights,

you choose you

and murder me.

That day, I was

enjoying the sun.

I had not eaten yet;

the day had just begun.

I smelled his presence,

but other humans

had been kind.

The bullet hit me with such shock.

He left only my tag

behind.

I see some of you have tears

that I am gone.

It was prescience,

the lonely notes

you heard last winter

in my song.

Takaya's last smile, taken

two days before he was killed

TJ Watts photo - the last photos

taken of him alive -

so relaxed and trusting

His tag

for my prompt for Day 6 at Real Toads: Speaking In the Voice of Another

Takaya lived for eight years on a small island within swimming distance of Victoria. All this past winter, people heard his lonely howls. In March, whether looking for food or seeking a mate, he swam to the city and trotted down the city street. I feared for him. Because he was so beloved, they did not dare to kill him, as is the usual case in such situations. They tranquilized him and released him in unfamiliar territory, which usually spells a death sentence for a wolf, in other wolves' territory. But, as usual, it was a human, a trophy hunter, who killed him. Hunters are allowed to kill two wolves a year.

We know it was Takaya, because he was the only wolf on Vancouver Island with a yellow tag. It broke the hearts of many. WHEN will humans evolve enough to allow wild creatures the same right to live we claim for ourselves? Asking for my friend Takaya.