Akela the wolf turned 14 years old yesterday — that’s a venerable 98 in human years! And she shared her celebratory dinner (pig’s trotters) with Kenya the staffie (14½) and Beezus the pomchi (1½). For Beezus, it was his first “dedicated” bone, as opposed to dinner left-overs, and his small piece absorbed him totally for 40 minutes. For Kenya, it was bliss — he ignored the rest of his dinner (special pellets @R670/12kg bag with trotter gravy) and gnawed & gnawed on the bone with the few teeth he still has. And Akela? She ate her pellets and gravy, and Kenya’s too, and buried her bone!
Both Akela and Kenya are old animals now, both largely deaf. Kenya was given the name “Oupa” by Gawie Fagan five years ago and I’ve been amazed as he’s reached successive birthdays. He’s been riddled with cancer for years and two tumours have “erupted” in the past few weeks, the one reaching a blood vessel. But he’s still a happy dog with a good quality of life — a voracious appetite and goes outside to pee and poo, in spite of being too stiff for any real walks — so it’s a matter of stitching him up with minimal interventions. I don’t expect him to last much longer… but I’m sure he’ll amaze me some more!
Akela’s hindquarters are much weaker but that, and deafness, are the only signs of old age. She still charges off at great speed when she plays outside, but her cornering is not so good and she sometimes takes a tumble. The average age of wolves in a domestic environment is 12 years, compared to seven years in the wild, with a maximum of 15, so she’s doing pretty well. She and Beezus (35kg vs 3.5kg) spend hours playing and she’s taught him to bury shoes and toys, only to dig them up and bury somewhere else. And to think someone at Onderstepoort told me six months ago that it was time to think of putting her down!
There is a “secret” to longevity and quality of life. My dad died two weeks ago at the age of 86. For a few years, his quality of life was minimal. His twin brother on the other hand is active, energetic and healthy, and says he’ll retire from running the farm when he reaches 90. My dad retired 20 years ago and had little daily responsibility or demands.