Graywolf was black and gray. Graywolf was part coyote, roc, golden retriever and vanilla lab. He was a big puppy, we knew that he would be a big dog, because of his Hugh paws that he had. When I would be in the yard I would laugh at him because he loved to chase grasshopper around the yard. It was so funny just to see him hopping around never able to caught one. Even though he had coyote in him he never was a violent dog. He was a pain sometimes. When I was not looking he would find my rosebushes and eat the blooms off of it. Graywolf was a hunter also. He would find different kinds of animals. If someone came up he would let us know. Graywolf will always be remembered as a wonderful little pup. On Christmas day someone took it upon himself or herself to decide that Graywolf did not need to live anymore and they poisoned him. Having to watch him go through what he went through is something I never want to do again. I will never forget him. He is still in my thoughts and dreams. He is in a better place now and most likely he is chasing grasshopper still. He may even catch one yet.