I've gotten so used to seeing the Bison in the field next to my campground that I almost drove by them today, even though they were close to the fence. As soon as I parked the car and moved closer they got skittish and started moving away. "Buster", the bison looking at me, stood his ground but watched me closely.The C-Store at the campground (that's Convenience Store for you non-Yankees) sells bison meat. Ewwww.
Remind me to tell you about the time in the Badlands when a bunch of us stupid teenagers went walking on the buttes after midnight. No streetlights, nothing to prevent us from falling off a mountain or into a river. My friend and I cautiously walked a ways until we heard a snuffle sound. We got within 2 feet of a bison before we realized what a stupid idea this was. Wait; I just told you about the time in the Badlands...never mind.
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