"Puppies!" I cooed.
"Um, I think that's a porcupine... "
Hubby was right. Little River Zoo brought out several small animals and created a petting area. They suckered us right in.

I was a perplexed by this whole pet-the-porcupine concept, but Porky was down with it.


This goat and turtle were roomies.

Hubby fed a wallaby.

If ever an occasion to entertain a wallaby arises, and you don't know what vittles to offer, they apparently have an affinity for vegetable-flavored Ritz crackers.
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