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The Roadrunner is a small group of speedy birds in the taxonomic genus Geococcyx. They are members of the cuckoo, or Cuculidae, family. There are two species of these birds, the Greater Roadrunner, and the Lesser Roadrunner. These birds live in the southern United States, Mexico, and parts of Central America.

Have-A-Heart LOST or FOUND DOG! Oh, how we hate to hear those words. We often think our pets are safe when you have a fenced yard and a collar on your pet, but that is not always the case.

Bacon Spinach Quiche: 1 package real bacon pieces 1 (9 inch) single refrigerated pie rust 6 eggs, beaten 1 ½ cups heavy cream salt and ground black pepper to taste 2 dashes Worcestershire sauce 5 dashes hot pepper sauce, or to taste 1 (10 ounce) package frozen chopped spinach - thawed, drained and squeezed dry 1 ½ cups shredded Cheddar cheese ½ cup chopped green onion ¼ cup grated Parmesan cheese Directions: Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C). Fit the pie crust into a 9-inch pie dish, and set aside.

When I am fishing in February and March, I like water just a little bit above normal, with not so much mud in it, or floating debris. I like it green colored and gently flowing, enough so that the boat doesn’t drag on the shoals, and I want it to stay right where it is until all the walleye and bass and crappie have brought forth a good spawn. This time of year, I would rather be somewhere listening to spring peepers, intent on seeing my topwater lure slurped under and my rod bent to the breaking point by a white bass or hybrid.

Fayetteville- Arkansas poultry growers, both commercial and backyard hobby flocks, are being asked to review appropriate biosecurity protocols in light of an avian influenza strain being found in birds east of the Mississippi.

I never caught a walleye when I was young because the Big Piney, where I grew up, didn’t have any. That seems strange to me now because so many Ozark streams have plenty of those glass-eyed fish also known in parts of the Ozarks as Jack Salmon. Just out of college I went to Arkansas to become an outdoor writer for the Arkansas Democrat newspaper, and in there was a lot of talk about the big walleye tournament that began each February and went on through much of April at Greer’s Ferry Lake. Except it wasn’t so much the lake they were fishing, it was tributaries to it, like the Little Red River.