This is not the otter, whose name was Wildcat, but the peacock took better pictures. This is the closest he’s ever let me get.

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This is not the otter, whose name was Wildcat, but the peacock took better pictures. This is the closest he’s ever let me get.

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Indiana cameo (aka why I was asking a random foodie question…ha!): https://horrortree.com/august-2022-horoscopes-the-dobhar-chu-days-of-summer-are-here/
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LOL. Yeah, I don’t see a snapping turtle going for tenderloin. 🙂
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Tee hee!
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It might not have been tenderloin, but the snapping turtle I rescued from rush hour traffic sure wanted a taste of my fingers…judging from all the hissing and its attempts to scale the console! Ha!
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