We took delivery of a new appliance last week. The delivery guys were from Florida and were a bit shocked over our Wyoming landscape. One wanted us to know that someone must have left a gate open and the animals were getting into our yard. The animals he saw were pronghorn antelope. I explained that no gate would keep them out of the yards — they roam where they want to and crawl under fences. There were hundreds of them here recently. It was -20 degrees, and I was worried about them weathering the cold. But there are five outside of my window right now, chowing down on the sagebrush. Still amazes me what survives these winters.