The pronghorn buck Chipeta and the other mustangs were very interested in. Here, he’s literally right at the rimrock’s edge (a band of rimrock cliffs forms most of Spring Creek Basin’s western boundary). I spotted him first, from the far side of a little hump of ground. Then he spotted me and decided that the mustangs must be warned of the “stranger” in their midst! Fortunately, though I was a stranger to him, I am not a stranger to *them*.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
He is a beauty, TJ, and your photo of him is perfect! Maybe he’ll get used to you too after awhile. 🙂
Doubtful! Those pronghorns are always wary – and ready to race or run. 😉
He really is a handsome guy! Love his markings!
And they’re actually distinctive, even though they look very similar to all other pronghorns’ markings. 🙂
He’a good lookout. And, a good looking one too.
Wonderfully said! 🙂
Of course you are not a stranger to the horses, they know you as their guardian angel!
Well, they know me, but they have no idea how they heal/break/heal my heart. 🙂
No, but we do…XOXO
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