Call of the Wild - Northeast Florida Edition
I live on reclaimed swampland in Northeast Florida. They dress up the name of the property around my house by calling it a "Plantation" or a "Preserve," but let's be honest, it's swamp. Which for a Yankee that is accustomed to concrete and asphalt environs, creates some new opportunities to get up close to nature.
While there aren't any gators (that I'm aware of), there's plenty of other critters wandering around, especially at night. We've got deer, turkeys, raccoon, bobcats, opossum, and I hear rumors of hogs...even though I've never seen one...not to mention all sorts of other birds, reptiles, amphibians, and probably worst of all, ungodly creepy insects. Heck, when we first moved down here, my wife found a scorpion in Lilly's bedroom. I guess that's what happens when developers & suburbanites encroach, the animals go on the move.
However if there is one thing that has become quite clear since moving to Florida (besides the fact that thou shalt not take Tim Tebow's name in vain), it is that armadillos are unfortunately not very skilled at successfully crossing the road.
So why did I tell that rambling backstory? For no reason other than to set up this video that has nothing to do with fishing, but made me laugh and has everything to do with those highway impaired turtle-rabbits. Enjoy...but not with young children...