Back at it again! Monday we came across a pack of majestic elk. I've heard when people run into a pack of elk, it might trip-wire the elk into a frenzy, causing a locomotive to head right at us. We did not want that to happen.
James, Mamma and I were out for our a.m. run in little Mingus Park, just down the street from where we live. We were only a few yards into the wooded part, when to our astonishment we saw three elk in our path. We looked up the hill to our right, and two more were tramping down to follow the other three into the ravine. We approached with caution; we did not want to disturb them any more than we already had, but we did want to continue forward and get our exercise in. James kept vigilant, making sure there wasn't some predator around who had been eying these big meaty delicious elk prior to us joining the scene. Mamma was so happy, and I was not sure how I felt about it, considering all I wanted to do was get a stronger whiff of their musty cologne and butt asteroids.
Momma had my leash and told me it was no big deal, so I remained neutral and was not as excited. I kept myself from going into a frenzy of emotion and behaved calm, knowing all would be okay with Daddy ahead of us taking these pictures. Maybe we saw those elk because we watched Smoke Signals and Running Brave yesterday. Whatever it was, it was amazing to see those giant creatures the size of horses with huge antlers bigger than me, just five blocks from our house. We love you elk!
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