(I think that's the mom. Or possibly our neighborhood fox, Klaus.)
I don't know what all these photos have to do with writing specifically, but there's something about these mountains and the glorious creatures contained within them that brings out that little nipping creature in my brain who taps against my skull and whispers, "You ought to write a little something, don't you think?"
And I especially enjoy the concept that "no studies have been done to determine what to do" if you encounter a mountain lion. C'est la vie.
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