“There’s four armadillos in your backyard, Ahmaw,” my grandson yelled.
Yeah, right. But I grabbed the camera just in case. 
There they were, facinating and kinda cute–until they waddled around front and invaded my flower/vegetable garden and rooted up a salvia and okra. 
These guys pay no attention to you. None whatsoever, not even if you prod them with a stick away from plants. They stay planted, scooping with that shovel-like nose, chomping and hanging in with ferocious claws that contrast with their innocent, rollypolly look. Focused. They are focused, pausing only once to take look at me.
Okay, that was entertaining guys. Come back again when you’re not so hungry.
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Wow. It looks like an invasion of small alien helmets.
LOL LOL It’s too early in the morning, David, to laugh that hard.
I saw some when in New Olreans. I was told they are pretty much blind so that is why you can get so close to them. They are neat to watch.
I have heard that, too, but you would think they could hear me and feel me trying to move their little bodies from the roots of my plants. I need to research the little buggers.
Nice to hear from you. Hope things are going well. Y’all need to put an ankle monitor on your governor.
I remember them well from my days in Zephyrhills…cute but pesky.
Very cool! They are cute in an ugly kind of way. Never a dull moment in your yard.
OMG, how cool is that! The one whose face you can really see (near the hose) is really cute. But yeah, the claws not so much so.
HA… you want him? At least his wife isn’t standing there like a whipped puppy.
Hooray for her. Good Steel Magnolia.
Ha! If I sported all that body armour, I wouldn’t let someone shove me off the salad bar of the buffet, either.
You’ve got a point there.