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...studies of the captive animal could confirm the claim made earlier this year by Vietnamese scientists and MacKinnon concerning the giant muntjac. MacKinnon analyzed a skull brought to him by Do Tuoc and Shanthini Dawson, an Indian biologist. It resembled that $ of a muntjac, also known as a barking deer, but the head and antlers were much larger and configured differently. After measuring many varieties of muntjac skulls, MacKinnon decided the new specimen must have come from a distinct species, and Arctander concurred after studying its DNA. It is probably a new genus as well, though taxonomists will have...
Here's something to think about: in the early weeks of spring, as Mother Nature pokes out flowery stubble and wide-eyed natural animals start to come out of hibernation and stuff, well, so too has the cycle of life begun again for the Northern Deer Tick...
...symphony of rebirth there is chord of despair, For in these early weeks and months of its life, the deer tick is even more microscopic than usual. For outdoorsy types this spells one thing: Trouble with a capital T. Because the Deer Tick trades in slow incurable death: Lyme Disease... Disease with a capital...
...ranger guy, however, soon proved to be a messenger of doom as he handed us a little brochure about Deer Ticks and erosion. "Also," said the Ranger, "We close the parking lot at sundown. And lock the gates." The ante had been upped, but we had more than two bucks riding on this one: SB `94 hung in the balance. "No way, Ranger," we thought to ourselves, "Your negative energy hasn't phased us. Let's hit the Dunes...
...settled, we stumbled into the empty parking lot and sprinted to the car. The prophet-of-doom ranger was just locking up as we screeched up to the gate. He approached us and, instead of getting mad or something, he said: "Around the next bend you'll see a deer making its way across the marsh towards the Great House." We had no time to decipher his ominous code language. Sorry, Ranger, SB `94 over...