We spent Sunday at the annual Harvest Festival in Hughson. Fun times. There was all the usual festival stuff and vendors and food and rides but the Cruzin' Critters display was really outstanding.
The Gentleman to the right was very intrigued by George and approached with great caution. It took a moment but then he bravely reached out and touched him. He got nervous again and left but then he returned. George lured him back for another try. This time I got a picture of George and his new friend. George is cool and soft. His belly is so smooth, it felt like silk. I've been around a few snakes but George was the biggest ever. Way cool.
This is Paco the Iguana. I was surprised at how rough his hide was. Not only is he fast, but the rough hide must be an adaptation to living in a desert environment and the myriad harsh encounters he would have living as a ground dweller, rock climber, and cactus burrower. Paco and Don are checking each other out but Don was warned that Paco's tongue could do some damage so he kept a healthy distance back.
Sadly, I didn't get this alligator's name but he was so exciting to see. He was about 4 feet long from nose tip to tail tip. He was found in the American River somewhere in the delta. He had probably been tossed there by someone who had him as a cute little baby and then when the baby was too big, got dumped in the delta. Once HE got big enough to be noticed by the fishing and swimming locals, wildlife management stepped in. Now he lives in Turlock thrilling folks like me. Like the python, I was amazed at how soft his underbelly was. He was cool and hard but didn't feel like sandpaper the way Paca the Iguana did. I asked if I could hold him but alas, no luck. Hey, nothing asked, nothing gained.
There was, of course, the usual compliment of feathered friends. The blue and gold Macaw, Cabo, is dusting it up with Mr. Red Boy. They are all rescued birds that were illegally smuggled in from South America. One of the birds (not pictured) was so badly injured in the smuggling process that its wing was broken. Efforts to save the wing failed and he had to lose it but he is happily living at Wisdom thru Wildlife and doing just fine.
Igor, the Sulcata Tortoise, makes a liar out of Aesop. Whoever told Aesop a tortoise was slow had never met Igor. He weighs 75 lbs (more than Kaa!!!) and scoots along like he's fueled by high octane gas.