On a recent drive through grasslands close to home we encountered a nice sized herd of Pronghorn enjoying the morning sun. Looking at them looking back at us you could just feel their different expressions whispering a bit of that Pronghorn personality.
No dental work needed here.
Chubby cheeks!
Only one horn!
She’s a beauty don’t you think?
There is just something special, call it perfection if yo will, about how pronghorn fit in so well with the dry fall grasses in their habitat. A beauty that is laid bare and obvious. A beauty in nature’s design. A beauty we could perhaps call truth.
…or Antelope depending on who you are speaking to.
Able to out run the long extinct North American version of a Cheetah but never one to pass up having their portrait taken if you sit still for awhile and ask nicely.
nature has no boss 
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