Camera Captured Critters Collection

My first mojave green, with the most potent venom in the United States

My first long-nosed leopard lizard - I think that's what it's called

Yeah, right! Women rule. That's the male below I believe... soon to be a snack I'm guessing

I first spotted this long-nosed leopard lizard just to the right of the pinkish-red trash can, just beyond the blue ladder's first rung (see next pic for our subject)

A rattler had come to drink the sprinkler water as well, joining this thirsty gopher snake, which drank for roughly five minutes

A gopher snake was entwined in the left cactus, ready to eat the baby roadrunners from their nest (see following pics for the youngsters)

See 'im?... In the middle, just at the lower edge of the clump of dry grass... my first horny toad

Male rattlers wrestling for dominance in combat dance (see following pics to see which one emerges as Mr. Badass)

Ground squirrel peering at me from top middle log

Barn owl pellet. Barn owls are unable to digest the fur and bone of their prey, which they usually swallow whole. The indigestible parts are regurgitated (coughed up through the beak) in the form of what is shown. After feeding, it takes six hours or more to produce an owl pellet. After each night's hunting an owl regurgitates one or two pellets

Another barn owl pellet

See the barn owl in flight at the right? It flew out of the shop where I photographed the previous pellets, and is no doubt the culpirt barfing all over the floor from the above iron rail pearches

I finally got 'im. I came walking into the shop, and the critter panicked, flying and flapping all over the place

And here it is - guilty as charged: the super barfer, disgourging its white vomit all over the shop shed interior

Thirsty lizard drinking you-know-what. It came rushing up within seconds of me beginning to relieve myself

Newborn black widow hatchlings having fled their torched egg sacks

This is the predator that was trying to eat the roadrunner chicks - bad gopher snake

I always hate to see this - a harmless red racer. A few years ago, after diving all over the dry grass under a large juniper, I just couldn't catch one of them. That's why they're called racers - I mean f***ing fast