Interesting experience this morning.....the park rangers were using a pickup to drag a dead deer away from the trail, a quarter of a mile away to a under a shrub. It was a fresh mountain lion kill. My dog and I ran by the puddle of fresh blood on the trail where it happened.
Now, I'm glad it is no longer on the trail, but doesn't that mean the mountain lion will be only a quarter of a mile away watching and waiting to finally get its dinner?
Looking together in the same direction.
Sea otters hold hands while they sleep so they don't drift apart.
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