Giant Liver Fluke Photo: Niki Wilson

For those of us who wake in the night to the ungodly bugling of a male elk, we are keenly aware that the rut has begun. It’s the time of year when testosterone-fueled bulls dispense with former allegiances, turn on their buddies and thrash each other with their antlers. They urinate on their own faces and roll in urine-soaked mud, their new musky scent attracting females to their harem. The females hang out and eat grass while the bulls beat each other up. Love is in the air. Read Full Article.