Sweetie, you have nothing to be sorry for! She is as she is, warts and all and that is good enough for the Holy One. I figure that maybe
by the time I reach 100, I may have found my identity whatever that might be. Until then, I will just be the "jack of all trades--master of
none," and the Holy One's "Little One."
As far as the buffalo, there are some within about a ten minute walk and there is a nature preserve about a 20 minute drive. We drove through
this morning and guess who forgot her cameras--
There were herds of buffalo, elk, lots of bambis and wild turkeys. The buffalos have
a tendency to just wander across the road or stop in the middle of it or go up and down and check out the cars. sometimes the elk will do the same but never the bambis. This morning, there was a pure example of what it means to "butt heads together." There were two young male buffalos literally chasing each other getting in front of each other and then butting heads together. Papa buffalo didn't seem to happy about it and was walking down the road toward them when he stopped and wanted to check our car out. Personally, I though he was kind of cute with his long beard and mop of curly fur between his horns. I mean, gee, he wasn't snorting or anything. Husband just wasn't too happy about it, especially since they
do have signs up that buffalo have been know to damage cars during mating season. It's probably good I wasn't driving because I would probably have reached out the window and tried to pet him.