Wolf kill by Dog Island....what a great name for a novel or movie. We had wind and snow Saturday night so when we ran across this spot by Dog Island the next day on our way to Clearwater Lake you knew it was only hours old. Well, it wasn't pretty but the wolves need to eat too. Wasn't much left except for a few feet, some hide and plenty of hair and wolf tracks. They were the only ones having luck getting their next meal....Susanne and I struck out on trying to catch some lake trout.