Yesterday I posted from my phone a photo of some bison, in a small herd.
Here are a few more.


Look at the size of one of the old bulls.
Get all that meat moving and it could do some serious trampling.

On the hoof…
Yesterday I posted from my phone a photo of some bison, in a small herd.
Here are a few more.


Look at the size of one of the old bulls.
Get all that meat moving and it could do some serious trampling.

On the hoof…
“This blog is rather like a fusion of the Baroque ‘salon’ with its well-tuned harpsichord around which polite society gathered for entertainment and edification and, on the other hand, a Wild West “saloon” with its out-of-tune piano and swinging doors, where everyone has a gun and something to say. Nevertheless, we try to point our discussions back to what it is to be Catholic in this increasingly difficult age, to love God, and how to get to heaven.” - Fr. Z


Mmmm … bison.
I’m sorry, but the only thing I could think of was this place: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Head-Smashed-In_Buffalo_Jump
If you get the chance, read the Dave Barry article about it. And think about the young brave who apparently wanted to see what the buffalo looked like from below….
I’m with dcs … bison is good meat!
Father, You always were a fan of Native American “stuff” like bison.
Remember when I met you, I was wearing my hair long? I told you I was a “sheep in wolves clothing.” You really laughed at that. Then you told me that when you first walked into St. Agnes you had long hair too.