I fell into the ditch, too. Landed on my ass on a nasty dirty snowbank. And she just stared at me.
Bad left knee! Bad! Ouch. Twisted it all over again just when it was starting to get better.
At least the bison were happy campers. They loved the apples.
Only three of them left... used to be a dozen last summer! Next time you eat bison burgers, think of that face up there. Guilt trip!