Pleasing Pronghorn Pursuits
The rust-and-white colored pronghorn simply stood and stared, and after I flipped the white flag I was holding one more time in a big arc overhead, it threw all caution to the wind and started trotting my way.
The rust-and-white colored pronghorn simply stood and stared, and after I flipped the white flag I was holding one more time in a big arc overhead, it threw all caution to the wind and started trotting my way.