A wolf rug! That's tHe awesomeness!! When I was a little kid maybe 4 or 5, my ol' dad brought us a wolf that he had made into a rug. I loved that thing, it smelled "funny"; but good and so soft.
Dad was in the army, so moves were a regular thing, and one of the things that made the moves more tolerable was that after our beds were packed-up, I'd get to sleep on the "wolf rug".
It got stored in the basement during some renovations. It got wet and rotted. I still miss that thing.
Hopefully your grandkids will have memories like that.
I've lived and worked places that had wolves; but I've never been lucky/skilled/smart enough to have a gun, a legal opportunity, and a wolf all at the same time.