All sorts of sea creatures grace the pages of this blog. But, unfortunately, I’ve shamefully neglected the beasts that roam the land. Like most other locals that have hosted a human civilization, the Virgin Islands have farm animals. But, in the case of St John, they own the place and act that way. The donkeys and goats ignore the tourist and go about their merry way.
Some of the critters have been here longer than people but have adopted their schedules to that of cruise ships, as it enhances the chance of getting a french fry handout.
Five deer arrived in St Croix via a Danish cargo ship in 1790. They flourished. Some traveled to St Thomas in 1854 by boat, stowaways perhaps, and a few swam from there to St John. I can only assume that, at the time, deer were not allowed on the ferry or could not afford the fare. In the 1950s, as a part of a USDA deer vacation program, other hoofed creatures from Texas and the Carolinas came to the islands. Like many of other inhabitants, they never went home. Can’t say I blame them.
And then there is this guy.