Petey finds a young abandoned peccary under a mesquite tree and looks up just in time to see a large group of peccaries disappearing into the grassland. “Those critters aren’t coming back,” he quietly muttered and stared at the beautiful creature at his feet.
The Ol’ Guajolote is not alive with critters by the time it runs by our home. There are no fish or frogs or mud...
The photos are mine and taken at our home.
I could be over thinking the feeling I got when I saw that lone coati from the now named coati mundi bluff, but it...
