Kentuckytralia or Down Under

 You never know who you're about to run into along the way to Kentucky Down Under.




Another beautiful day to go see Kentucky's version of Down Under.





Talk about being left behind.  They wave and say they'll be back for me.  Humpf!

 They only went 50 feet and jumped off so they could get to the Bat House.

I think I know these two from way back.












I know I know these two.

This one's for you Bev Jackson.

 This attraction, Kentucky Down Under, brings lots of animals, some exotic, and some native to Australia.  Almost all involved hands on or petting of the animals.

This cow was sulking according to the staff, because her feed had been cut.  Bill coaxed her over for a pet.

She probably thought he had a treat for her.
This smaller domesticated cow is called a Zebu.  It was bred at this minature size because of the lack of refrigeration in many parts of the world.














This beauty is very pregnant.

First stop after the cow barn

Larry and his birds.

 Bill was the first of the day to get a load of bird shit on his shoulder.

Gail was busy snapping photos and getting sat on.

 The one whispering in my ear was very possessive.  He eventually shooed the others off.

Our guide with an 8 month old male. He was very docile.   This is a red kangaroo.







The grey kangaroo below was having nothing to do with any of us.  Typically they are not housed together but this group get along fine.



We even got to pet the kangaroos.













The guide said if the kangaroo is female and over 1 year old it will be pregnant.





There were two red kangaroos pregnant.  Initial gestation is approximately 4 weeks at which time the "joey" is born and makes it's way to the pouch, a typical marsupial characteristic.  The next gestation period is approximately 7 months.

A couple of emus.












That Gail had to pet.  Soft feathers.




Then we were off to the Hair Cutters...for sheep that is.

This wool is sticky and matted.  Doesn't even remotely resemble anything I'd want to wear.  But we did find the shears used for my last haircut.

Hard to imagine this wheel can make the mass to the left look so good.



A good size horn.

 You guys missing something?

Gail and I searched all over for this exhibit and couldn't find it.

A few exotics were brought in to the Woodshed for our entertainment...and for this little girl..a totally unexpected lap visit.  This ring-tailed lemur was actually interested in the little girls leaf, which it snatched away, much to her horror.  There was also a blue tongued skink who's tongue was so fast I gave up trying to get a picture of it.  We left to go to the cave tour.

Saw a zebra and a dingo along the way.

 Entrance to the Caves

 

The story goes that a 9 year old girl named Martha fell into this hole.  Yep, that's how the story goes.











I'll tell you, this sure looks like a cave inside by golly.



There were three children under 8 years old in the cave with us...we sure had fun jerking their chains.   The four of us laughed ourselves silly.  I doubt they or their mother were so hugely amused.  The guide was, that's for sure.






See the children run.

Yes, the guide even offered to take our pictures.

Definitely having too much fun.

A whole lot of pictures from inside the cave.

 
  

Our great humored guide.

This is a black spotted salamander.  Don't touch because it stinks and the smell doesn't go away for a week.  No problem on our part.  The three children were much more tempted.

So that was a full day.  We're all exhausted so back to the ranch we head.  Moving on in the morning...Tennessee awaits us.

Thanks for visiting.  See you soon.