You people are crazy. they have really big bears in alaska. forget about the damn wolves. Don’t live in alaska if you don’t like wolves. And as for the idiot that has a beagle in alaska...tough shit. Beagles don’t belong there.
If you talk about the total of human history wolves have killed more humans than bears.
Bears are omnivores and opportunist. They typically do not hunt humans.
Wolves are carnivores and will hunt humans given the chance.
It is only resent history that has made the wolf seem less dangerous and only because the wolf’s numbers have been so drastically reduced in comparison to the bear.
Beagles don’t belong in Alaska?? How the heck do ya run snowshoe rabbits outta the bramble?? he said with a smirk...
Bears and wolves come with Alaska.
Noteworthy: An inlaw had a small dog they'd let go out into their back/side yard for its duty.
The dog loved it. The family loved it. Everybody was happy.
Then one day the neighbor brought over the headless body ~ and he, they, and the whole neighborhood blamed it on "The Coyote".
I didn't. In fact, we drove around a bit looking for an eagle typical of those that fly up from Mexico to avoid the ongoing drought there.
Took about two days to find him, and there he was, looking over the veritable feast presented at his feet in Carlsbad, Vista and Oceanside ~ and I got another tic mark in my bird watching book!
Yeah, but they have one less Grizzly now, and I have a new rug.
I also had a wolf tag, but didn't see one.
The other bear hunter in camp got a smaller bear, but he also shot a wolf, a lone female feeding on a bear carcass. The locals have no use at all for wolves and bears, as they really reduce the moose population, which they all depend on for meat.
My first thought as well. I grew up in Alaska. We all had really big dogs that would scare the bears away from getting in our trash cans, the kind of dogs that would put up a good fight against a wolf.
At 12 I had a paper route at the end of town, where the roads weren't paved and it was all wilderness beyond the tree line. I was cutting across a logged off area, a fair bit from the nearest houses, when I was stalked by a wolf. He paced me nearly parallel, slowly closing the gap. I kept up a steady walk keeping watch on him out of the corner of my eye. When he got to within 20 feet, I knew I wouldn't make it to the safety of the houses. At that point I turned and stared him down as I slowly reached for some good size rocks. After what seemed an eternity, he must have decided there was easier game than me, so he turned and left.
LOL!