drlobojo is not a doctor, nor is he a wolf, although he has been called a cur on occasion, nor is he a jo which is Scottish for sweetheart having never been called that to his recollection. He is a pre-Atomic (born before the first bomb blast in New Mexico), a boy off of the Red River of Oklahoma, son of a share cropper, and poor white trash at that.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Encounter Of The Prairie Dog Kind
Between Green River and Rawlins Wyoming we visited a small town of prairie dogs.
Close? They all seemed to be young ones and curious. So I got some pretzels from the car and strowed then around and then stood still until they came for them. Actually after awhile they got too damn friendly and gnawed on my shoe. It is interesting how fast they can all disappeared when you yell Shit!
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Glad to here there's sumpin between Rawlins and Green River!
Close? They all seemed to be young ones and curious. So I got some pretzels from the car and strowed then around and then stood still until they came for them. Actually after awhile they got too damn friendly and gnawed on my shoe. It is interesting how fast they can all disappeared when you yell Shit!
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