I’ve been doing some extensive field research for the ‘North American Armadillo Society’ * this fall.
Based on my many real life random observations here is what I have learned about Armadillos.
Horses never really know what to do with them.
They have the power to back a horse up 10 ft. if they so choose.
There are Armadillo Conventions on warm sunny winter days.
Armadillos are an invasive species to Kansas.
Exhibiting typical Texan behavior of trying to take over the world.
They make a cute little grunting sounds.
You never see a baby Armadillo, but obviously they have them. Must be full grown at birth.
My research assistants don’t really know what to do with them either.
They don’t roll up in a ball. That’s an urban legend.
They are vision impaired, stumbling along in life like Mr. Magoo.
When startled by a dumb dog while you are videoing them sniffing your boot….
They will bleat like a sheep, jump up in the air, almost smacking you in the face and run off like a gazelle.
They can outrun a dog in the 50 yard dash, diving into a hole or brush pile.
No dog on this ranch has ever been ever to extract one.
Then after an Armadillo Encounter, everyone involved feels the urgent need to rinse their mouth out with creek water.
Love, Cowgirl Red aka Terah
P.S. * Still waiting for them to call me back.