BLUE TONGUE SKINKS

We took Quigly outside today
(see pics: http://bluetongueskinks.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=8960)
and had to disuade him several times from eating dog poo
is this normal?

Yep.

Once, we took Scout outside with a nice meal of boiled chicken, strawberries, turnip greens and summer squash, and he completely ignored it and went after dog poop instead When we took him back inside, he was "full" and didn't want anything to do with the salad.

Sigh...

K.....Eww. Kinda gives new meaning to dragon breath don't it.

Lisa told me her "kids" eat possum turds all the time...

A lot of scavenging animals like foul and rotted things to up their immunity and ability to eat foods like that continuously, they benefit bacterial cultures and enzymes sometimes not found on more "normal," foodstuffs.

KW

Yeah mine eat dog poo. It's not like I plonk them in front of a nice big juicy one and say 'come and get your dinner' but they are scavengers.

Anyway, it comes from my dogs, and I know they're healthy so their poo should be, too! I let em have a mouthful (they like the dried up old bits that were missed at poop-scooping time) and then move them on.

So to catch a skink, bait with dog poo. Got it. *takes notes*

KW

KyleWeiss wrote:So to catch a skink, bait with dog poo. Got it. *takes notes*

KW

Yesm. But go for the rockhard crunchies, not the steamers

How 'bout the day-cooked ones, the "suprise models," little crust on the outside that only fall apart just like fresh when you muck with 'em...?

KW

KyleWeiss wrote:How 'bout the day-cooked ones, the "suprise models," little crust on the outside that only fall apart just like fresh when you muck with 'em...?

KW

They're @%#^#$*^%. I hate when you get one of them. Rip the top off and run for the hose

KW

It's bad enough talking about it, guess who's just about to head out to do the Friday arvo poo patrol? Hope there's none that came out of the oven too early

I got so mad about a month ago, this fat, lazy jackass from the ghetto apartments behind me, lets his stupid poodle-thing dog crap all over my lawn. I fetched a bag, palmed the most recent turd (still warm), caught up with him, said, "Sir! You forgot something!"... Gave him the turd minus the bag, which he thought I perhaps found his lost million dollar watch, accepted willingly. Not a happy man.

He hasn't been back since, I apparently wasted my seven other times asking nicely. That'll teach me.

KW

Yes, so much can be accomplished with a good pile of poo.
I did similar with a neighbour that used to let their dog crap all over our place. I painted his front door with it. Since I don't have an artistic bone in my body, I made up for lack of talent by ensuring I used plenty of 'paint' to cover my canvas

And on that perfumed note, I gotta go rip the top off a few. And unfortunately I don't mean beers
aveagoodweekend

You twisted sheila!!! Rip the tops off a few...

I wonder now, how hard it really IS to paint the word F*** YOU in turds...

KW

Lisa wrote::rofl: Yes, so much can be accomplished with a good pile of poo.
I did similar with a neighbour that used to let their dog crap all over our place. I painted his front door with it. Since I don't have an artistic bone in my body, I made up for lack of talent by ensuring I used plenty of 'paint' to cover my canvas

And on that perfumed note, I gotta go rip the top off a few. And unfortunately I don't mean beers
aveagoodweekend

I posted this once a while back
1. put turn out in paper bag
2.put package on owners door mat
3. set light to bag
4.ring door bell
5.run and hide
6. wet yourself laughing as matey stamps on bag to extiguish it

Leigh, with all "doo" respect, that's the second oldest trick in the so-called book.

KW

And best shown in Billy Madison.

KyleWeiss wrote:I got so mad about a month ago, this fat, lazy jackass from the ghetto apartments behind me, lets his stupid poodle-thing dog crap all over my lawn. I fetched a bag, palmed the most recent turd (still warm), caught up with him, said, "Sir! You forgot something!"... Gave him the turd minus the bag, which he thought I perhaps found his lost million dollar watch, accepted willingly. Not a happy man.

He hasn't been back since, I apparently wasted my seven other times asking nicely. That'll teach me.

KW

YES!!! Sometimes you have to do what you have to do to actually get something done.

BOOM!