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  • Nаrrаtіvе еssаy on а trіp to Yеllowstonе Nаtіonаl Pаrk  By : Jerry James
    Thіs vіsіt to thе sіngulаr gеologіс wondеrlаnd of thіs Nаtіonаl Pаrk wаs unfortunаtеly bеforе thе wіntеr
  • Little Bear, Part 2 Porcupine Pincushion  By : George Wallace
    I coveted that dog. Little Bear was my kind of dog. My heart said she’d be a great companion. I set out to give her a good currying, as a kind of “get acquainted” activity. Bear’s hair was naturally oily and very water resistant. The major guard hairs were six to eight inches long and deep black with highlights. She glistened. Under this was a thick coat of very fine fur. Bear had a fault. It was really an obsession. It was all about porcupines. She didn’t like them.
  • Little Bear, Part 1 Introduction  By : George Wallace
    I first saw my next dog in the back of my neighbor’s pickup. It was a very small Japanese pickup. It was a very large dog. At first sight I actually thought he had a large load covered with dark canvas. Then it moved. It was a very, very large dog. I wanted to know about a “runt” that size. It was mostly just hair. She was tall enough, but under all that mop, she only weighed in at about 125 pounds. Under all that hair was a skinny dog. Tall, with a big head and big feet, but skinny.







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