For those of you who’ve never been in a western state, you might not have seen these exquisite creatures, the pronghorn antelope. Small, fleet of foot with exceptional vision, “goats” as I grew up calling them, are everywhere in Wyoming. There will be small bunches on the tops of the Big Horn Mountains (in open country), and herds of hundreds in the winter on the prairie.
But the goat I wanted to photograph is this one.
His right horn is normal… His left suffered some kind of injury and didn’t form correctly. Their horns are actually made of hair around a bony base. The black outer sheath is shed every winter and a new one grows… kind of like antlers, but not.
MMMMMM… I’m kind of seeing a “Ten Things You Didn’t Know…” post in my future! Anyway, I just wanted to get a picture of him, instead of blasting by him at 60 mph on my way to work!