Barb’s trash can experience

Eyeing a narrow trail through the brush as a short cut to the trash bins, Vegas and I started trekking onward, when there was a rustling in the grass and a large brown snake came flying up and over the trail directly in front of us.  We both turned and ran as fast as possible back to the payment.  I thought maybe Vegas would resist me, but she was getting out of there faster than me.  We located the sidewalk a couple of rv pads down the way and walked safely with no incidents to the trash bins.  Located in the vicinity of the bins was a large colony of black-tailed prairie dogs, some standing up and chirping at us and other running as fast as possible into their holes.  Vegas wasn’t sure what to make of this.  We did not see any buffalo but maybe tomorrow, it looked like they hang out in that area often.