What is it with me and dangerous assignments? This week, I had to interview a wolf, of all things! I don't know what I hated more: facing the wolf, or trekking across the snows of Northern Canada to find him!

Warren scopes out the neighborhood.

 

WARREN: Mr. Chimp, allow me to introduce my pack. This is my wife Wanda, and these are our cubs.

QUESTION: The little one there needs to get more vitamins.

WARREN: No, you see, we two different litters here. Our cubs stay with until they're two years old. Believe me, I can't wait until they move out of the den!

QUESTION: They are awfully loud.

WARREN: They're howling to let other wolves know we're here. It's a warning.

QUESTION: But I see they help out with the little ones.

WARREN: Yes, everyone helps out. It takes a village-- er, a pack! We hunt together too.

QUESTION: Not chimps, I hope.

WARREN: In Canada? Hardly. We like deer and caribou.

QUESTION: How could you kill defenseless creatures like that?

WARREN: We're not being cruel. It's population control. It's all Mother Nature, I assure you. Of course, if someone gets in our way.

QUESTION: Uh-oh. I know when it's time to leave!

WARREN: Goodbye, Mr. Chimp! Pity you can't stay for our next kill!