This is Henry–the Terry Bison Ranch mascot, which ensures his not being eaten at Thanksgiving. His cell mate escaped while we were there and chased one of the visitors around. It was very entertaining–at least for us who were safe. I tried to get a picture, but my settings were off.
Below are some other inmates at the ranch that were so kind to pose.
My name is Ringo, and I never get as much attention as Paul.
If I stick a straw in my nose, they may not notice that I need orthodontic work.
Yak, yak, yak–enough with all the gawking already!
These two inmates we decided to take back home.