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Hu-dad here. Sometimes you get the picture that you were meant to get, not the one you wanted. Such was the case Sunday evening. We were out far from other people and I was going to take a few pictures of The Herd. Suddenly, they all focused on something behind me. Really, really focused.
But no matter how much I looked, I could not figure out what had their attention. But they sure kept staring. Even as I moved around the Jeep so my back was no longer to whatever was out there. The Herd just kept staring.
No, I do not know what they saw, smelled, or heard. Turkey? Deer? Bear? Bobcat? I will never know; I only know they were very, very interested.
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