Cute is not a reason to go on living in the grander evolutionary scheme of things, but it must count for 
something. People love prairie dogs, even if they are next thing to a rat.
Michael Burns never expected to be walking around the plaza dressed in a big, fuzzy, buff-colored costume on the Saturday after Earth Day, hugging children and carrying a cardboard placard that said “Prairie dog family values.” The 36-year-old self-employed salesman who moved to Santa Fe from Portland, Ore. about four years ago, said he never thought much about prairie dogs until recently.
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