Entry 610: A buffalo stands off in the distance. I passed him a while back, he did not notice. He stood there with a bird upon his back. I am closer now, must take pictures. He will be none the wiser.
I stopped, had to change my lens. The bird flew away and now the buffalo faces me. His gaze fixated on me as if to make sure that I made no sudden movements. I was not close enough to capture his attention. I had no made no noise. So, how did he know that I was there. Sixth sense? Animal sense? It was probably the prairie dogs. Of course they ratted me out. Damn prairie dogs. I stood my ground. He stood his. I snapped my picture and now he is turning his back towards me. The threat has clearly been lifted. Either that or he feels I’m too far away to make it worth an effort. Guess I will carry on my way.
Thank you, Mr. Buffalo.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Montana Rose Photography