One of The Lope’s travel rules is you stop to see anything that is “The World’s Largest…” This is part of the story of how I ended up having my photo taken with the world’s largest prairie dog today.
We learned that the smaller one was essentially the study for the larger one.
After the prairie dog, we moseyed (however you spell that) on down the road to a giant sculpture of Bill Cody killing a buffalo, hence the name Buffalo Bill Cody. It may have been more artistic than the prairie dog, but I preferred the prairie dog subject matter.
I also ended up watching a rather large – although I wouldn’t say giant – rattlesnake shed it’s skin.