2015 is on its last hours. The sun is retreating for the last time in 2015 making way for a night of celebration as we bring in 2016. All things considered, I will not miss this year very much and more than relieved to let this year go thanks to a myriad of tough times from family medical discoveries, work stress and the loss of our beloved Kerby. There were some bright spots like the running production, additions to the bird count and a number of projects I’ve shared throughout the course of the year which will likely be touched up on in my year in review post. Thought I’d close out this year with a topic I set up from the last post. Babies!
The Buffalo young carry with them a certain amount of … ummm let’s go with size. That size gives them a definite advantage in the endless struggle for survival in the wild. That also means they are surrounded by even larger mothers and fathers capable of inflicting serious paybacks should any predator decide to test their skills. This is a stark contrast to the life of a Pronghorn.
Hit the jump to see more pictures of the Pronghorn doe and her two cute newborns.