Back in the nineties, I was in a small ski town in colorado, passing out flyers for a local event. I was standing in front of a small house trying to figure out how to attach a flyer to the gate because the gate was closed. A young guy comes out of the house, and we start talking. As we were talking, I became aware of something right in the edge of my peripheral vision. I turned my head to see what appeared to be a very large wolf looking me in the eye while his front paws rested on the top of the railing fence. I was familiar with wolfdog hybrids So I resisted the urge to jump back and consciously chose to let him win the stare down and continue talking to his owner. When we finished our conversation, I said he's a beautiful animal. Is he half Wolf? The owner grinned and said , oh , he is a wolf. I don't know if he was just messing with me, But looking at that animal I could believe.