Look at all the happy creatures

Friday night walk- honest-to-Noah, four- count 'em, four- ground hogs had just disappeared into this bush.

Muskrat at the Alumni pond.

Scrappy searches for him.

In the right side of that hole, a baby 'skrat.

Raccoon on the hunt in the duck pond.

Thursday walk

Prepare for lift off!

Out front

Cat nesting in a pine tree.... believe it or not.

Next, on Saturday we start at Calf Day at the Cook Bison Ranch in Wolcottville.

The little girl in the blue just petted her first goat and said, "OOOOOOOOH..."

Laurie feeds the llama

Buffalo Bill

This was our ride.

Away we go!

Laurie feeds a bison- says, "Oh, eww, buffalo slobber," and wipes it on my arm.

This poor calf had hid behind mom at the wrong moment.  We called him "Poophead", among other things.

Laurie's highlight- she feeds Poophead.

After the tour, I said, "First you feed them, then they feed me"- and off we go for bison burgers.

Never even noticed the lake next to the ranch until we left.

Next it was the annual trip to Black Pines, the local rescued animal place.  Here, the bird is picking his nose at us.

Zilla the "elderly" Iguana.

They call this a "savannah cat." it is a second-generation cross between a Serval and a housecat.  Like a bulldog, the variant nose structure causes breathing problem, and they don't think he has a sense of smell.  He had to be adopted when he tried to eat the owner's Chihuahua.

Mustafa.

Three pumas.

At this point, one of the hosts got a text from a worker that he was stuck in their construction lift- apparently ran out of juice and was up in the basket.  The reply was, "So?"  I suggested we all go over and take pictures of him.

Grey Fox.

Trouble, the bear.

Best buds.

Kinkajou wakes up...
 

...and begins to dig...

...to steal an apple from Joey the cavy.

Siesta time at the petting section.

Dwarf horse scratches his butt on the fence.

Here come Harry and Nancy.

With nothing to feed the emu, Laurie has him peck her root beer.

Chimp in the outdoor enclosure.  Laurie says, "He has something in his mouth."

It's a spoon.

Yes, that pile of stuff is an ostrich.







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