That’s not something you see every day.
That crocs well armed....
Ouch.
A couple of our dogs jumped a porcupine a few nights ago. I found some little bits of fur and quills they managed to tear off on the path, and two of them had quills in their noses.
We managed to get the quills out of their noses with a pair of pliers, but they also had a few in their tongues. After trying unsuccessfully to remove those—warning, do not try to remove quills from the inside of even the friendliest dog’s mouth—we took them to the vet’s to be sedated.
Bad enough trying to mess around inside the mouth of a dog with the best of intentions. I do NOT recommend trying it with a large crocodile.
The photo made my day! Thank you!
Juan Moore bookmark (FLA) ping-a-ling
The croc clamped down and then began rolling. Probably torn off at the elbow.
Does that count as a gator skin hand bag?
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The Vet is going to be all right now.
I’m not buying that photo either...
photo: AFP = Agence France-Presse
WOnder who will be the first to photoshop something in there.....
This is why you use tranquilizers.
The guy frankly had it coming.
Ouch.
Well, Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by himself in the swamp.
He hunted alligator for a livin'
Just knock 'em in the head with a stump.
The Lousisana law gonna get you, Amos!
It ain't legal huntin' alligator down in the swamp, boy!
Well, everybody blamed his old man
For makin' him mean as a snake.
When Amos Moses was a boy,
His Daddy would use his for alligator bait.
Tie a rope around his waist and throw him in the swamp!
About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana
Lived a man called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna.
Well, they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries.
Named him after a man of the cloth,
Called him Amos Moses.
Now all the folks around south Louisiana
Said Amos was a hell of a man.
He could trap the biggest,
The meanest alligator,
And just use one hand.
That's all he got left cuz the alligator bit it!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow!
Well, the Sheriff got wind that Amos
Was in the swamp tracking alligator skin.
So he snuck in the swamp, gonna get the boy.
But he never come out again.
Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to?
You can sure get lost in the Louisiana Bayou!
About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Lousisiana
Lived a cat called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna.
Well, they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries.
Named him after a man of the cloth,
Called him Amos Moses.
Set out on 'em Amos.
Make it count, Son!
Kinda sorry I clicked this.
should have given that croc some finger food before
“Lefty” Po-Yu needs a new nickname.
Tastes like chicken.
