The Golden State

I actually think we should be called the sunshine state, but Florida called dibs so we one-upped them and went for Golden. Given that California was home to a massive gold rush, I guess the moniker suits us.
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Besides sunny days and gold nuggets, California also produces a sizable chunk of the U.S.'s citrus crop including lemons, tangerines (Cuties/Halos), and of course, oranges.

One of the neighboring properties had oranges falling to the ground, so my ranch owner went and harvested a number of bags. On Friday afternoon, I peeled one open and split it with Speedy. And then we had another. I could have just stuck a straw in the orange and drank it; it was that juicy.

Not a lot beats tree-ripened fruit.

Speedy has grabbed at fallen oranges in the past, but the skin was always too bitter for him. He curiously watched me suck on half an orange before reaching out and mouthing the other half. As long as I held it, he was happy to suck and slurp up the juice leaving most of the pulp behind.

Just in case he colicked!

Izzy watched both of us intently and lipped at a piece of orange, but he wasn't quite sold on it. I could tell he wanted to like it, but his palate is not as mature as Speedy's. He did lick the juice from my hands though.

Just in case the snack bothered Speedy, I left a note on my calendar to remind myself of which day he had eaten the fruit. If he colics or gets some weird worm, I'll be able to pinpoint the exact day!

Basking in the last of the day's sunshine.

It's now been a few days since Speedy ate his oranges, and he's still kicking. While I am sure my vet would be horrified at the non-traditional snack, Speedy liked it and seems no worse for wear.

So what do your guys like to eat?