Remembering the Bush Dogs
They burst out of the understory and crossed the forest trail right in front of my dog, Melba, and me–about only eight feet away. Two identical bush dogs moving as if one animal–small yet powerful, self-contained, undeterred in purpose in the way of charismatic wild creatures–then sped east through the secondary forest of Finca Cantaros, […]
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