After a 5 hour trek into the woods, most people are rewarded with a lovely view and the soft sounds of wildlife in the brush. Sometimes a statuesque doe, family of otters, or nesting bird of prey await them. This reward makes the long journey worth every step. Sometimes this reward is more of a curse. Such as when what's left of the doe is embedded in the grill of a Ford Taurus, or an eagle chooses a small child as it's prey. Don't even get started on tiger attacks. What was once lovely and beautiful becomes inconvenient and scary. Wildlife is best kept where it should be--in the wild.

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