We went for a walk with the dog last night along the abandoned road close to my house in the village. A few hundred metres from home, as the crow flies, I came across this pile of wolf scat. Due to the inordinately hot weather we’ve been having it was too desiccated to calculate how long it had been there, but its size shows that it was a large wolf.

Interestingly, I always find wolf scat on the outside of the forest and never in it – wolves definitely mark their territorial boundaries.

This morning I found a nice small round hole in my leg where I’d obviously scratched a tick off in the night. With this heat, we’ll have loads of them this year.