Monday, July 26, 2010

Biting the hand that feeds you...

You may know, or not, that we keep various reptiles at our farm.  Some are ones we caught/bought/wanted and care for.  Others are "rescues" which means they're from people who didn't want to take care of them, couldn't take care of them, wouldn't take care of them.  We care for them too.

We currently have 3 alligators of various sizes.  The smallest one is about 18 inches long.  When we got him he would "chirp", as baby alligators do, to gain the attention of their mother when they feel threatened.   I don't think he's grown that much, but he doesn't chirp any more, and he's copped an attitude since he's in an outdoor pen, and enjoying the natural sunlight, and any food that falls into his enclosure (e.g. grasshoppers.)  We also supplement his feed with small mice or chicken parts.

The significant other decided to feed him by hand the other day.  Those little devils have very sharp teeth, but then we always think we're smarter and quicker than the baby...

Obviously this is not/was not the case!!!  This was taken on Day 2, after the bandage was removed...

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