When buffaloes cross the streets in Yellowstone National Park, they don't just cross. They own the scene, walk a bit here, turn around there, stop wherever they feel like. This causes enormous traffic jams. But it's always nice to be in the first car, hehehe.
This little fellow was taking a shower under the spray of the Wahkeena Falls. It took a while for me to see him. I heard a weird metallic noise that I just could not locate or identify. Like keys dropping on a plate. Turns out our friend here was having a lot of fun and was singing as if there was no tomorrow.
Young Elk tasting the tall grass at Gold Bluffs Beach in Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park, California;
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