your funnys or close calls

[Striped marsh]

I would consider this a close call, just the other day I was getting the Angus bull out of the yard when I noticed he was a bit agitated something was off, before I knew it he was coming at me, but I managed to jump out of the way it surprisingly was pretty fun gets the adrenaline pumping but I wouldn't try him out again haha

[Savannah]

haha oh wow. yea i bet that got the heart racing.

[KrTreefrog2]

I have several reptiles that I breed Blaptica Dubia roaches for as part of their diets, and any time I have friends over, they want to watch my African Bullfrog and Panther Chameleon eat a few of them. They especially enjoy hand feeding the chameleon and watching his long tongue shoot out and snatch a roach right out of their fingers. One day, one of my best friends brought her husband over to see the show. To give you an idea, this guy is in the military, stands at 5'11, is thickly muscled, and has the overall "military look." I show him the chameleon's cage, pick a roach out of his feed cup, and offer it to the chameleon, who greedily gobbles it down. Thinking that was pretty cool, the guy wants to try it himself. I let him, so he reaches into the cage, gets a roach, but before he offers it to the chameleon, he pulls it back close to his face to look at it first and asks, "So what kind of bug is this?" Now, for those of you who have never seen a Blaptica Dubia roach before like this guy, the young ones look like large sow or pill bugs. I tell him, "It's a Blaptica Dubia, or Guyana Orange Spotted Roach." And I am telling you, when he heard "roach" this big tough military man flipped out. His eyes went wide, his face went pale, he flung the bug away like it had suddenly turned into a viper, and jumped back nearly six feet, knocking into his wife in the process, and proceeded to stamp around while frantically brushing at his clothes and hair, all the while yelling, "Oh God, get it off! GET IT OFF!!" And as if that wasn't funny enough, the chameleon, who had been enviously eyeing the roach this whole time and probably wondering what was taking so long for him to be given his treat, finally had his patience rewarded. Because when the guy flung the roach away, it landed right within tongue-shot. So the chameleon was munching away happily while the big bad tough guy was still having a hissy fit in the corner. We did eventually get him calmed down after much assurance that there wasn't anything on him, but he wouldn't venture near the cage the rest of the night, and a few times I caught him shuddering and brushing the back of his neck to be sure nothing was going to crawl down his collar. ^^

[Striped marsh]

I have several reptiles that I breed Blaptica Dubia roaches for as part of their diets, and any time I have friends over, they want to watch my African Bullfrog and Panther Chameleon eat a few of them. They especially enjoy hand feeding the chameleon and watching his long tongue shoot out and snatch a roach right out of their fingers. One day, one of my best friends brought her husband over to see the show. To give you an idea, this guy is in the military, stands at 5'11, is thickly muscled, and has the overall "military look." I show him the chameleon's cage, pick a roach out of his feed cup, and offer it to the chameleon, who greedily gobbles it down. Thinking that was pretty cool, the guy wants to try it himself. I let him, so he reaches into the cage, gets a roach, but before he offers it to the chameleon, he pulls it back close to his face to look at it first and asks, "So what kind of bug is this?" Now, for those of you who have never seen a Blaptica Dubia roach before like this guy, the young ones look like large sow or pill bugs. I tell him, "It's a Blaptica Dubia, or Guyana Orange Spotted Roach." And I am telling you, when he heard "roach" this big tough military man flipped out. His eyes went wide, his face went pale, he flung the bug away like it had suddenly turned into a viper, and jumped back nearly six feet, knocking into his wife in the process, and proceeded to stamp around while frantically brushing at his clothes and hair, all the while yelling, "Oh God, get it off! GET IT OFF!!" And as if that wasn't funny enough, the chameleon, who had been enviously eyeing the roach this whole time and probably wondering what was taking so long for him to be given his treat, finally had his patience rewarded. Because when the guy flung the roach away, it landed right within tongue-shot. So the chameleon was munching away happily while the big bad tough guy was still having a hissy fit in the corner. We did eventually get him calmed down after much assurance that there wasn't anything on him, but he wouldn't venture near the cage the rest of the night, and a few times I caught him shuddering and brushing the back of his neck to be sure nothing was going to crawl down his collar. ^^

That was gold haha