My sister lives in a remote corner of Florida, down a dirt road to a dirt path to a dirt driveway and once there, you are greeted by this intimidating site. Turns out he has a pleasant personality, as do the other two dogs.
Here is an image of the guineas (spl?) with that peacock.
My sister had to drive to Gainesville for a seminar so I was left alone with all the beasts. My job today was to dispose of the remnants of the structure I tore down in the llama pen. I approached the herd warily.
They are supposed to be gentle but those teeth and that really dumb look they perpetually carry with them makes me doubt they can distinguish me from a hay bale. Plus the hoofs appear to be able to deliver a sharp kick. Anyway, I entered the pen and began dragging stuff to a burn pile.
As I pulled shingled from a piece of sheet metal, movement caught my eye and there was a small chameleon and then saw some other movement,,,
...and a scorpion skittered under a piece of wood. Cool, my first encounter with a scorpion.
Cleaned up and drove to Winter Garden where I jumped on the bike and rode a very hilly West Orange bike path towards Clermont, Todd Lee's favorite place to ride in FL. A giant sand dune crosses the state here and produces an "Ohio-like" terrain kind of like what we have around the foothills of Hocking Hills maybe. An approaching line of severe weather forced me to cut short the ride but I can see that if Todd were able to train here every day for a year, he might be able to crawl back up with the A group (on flat rides).