Fairy Dogs.

HA! I love kids. That’s what one little kid said to another at the prairie dog exhibit. “Look at the fairy dogs!” she said.

Her older brother pointed out, “Prairie dogs, stupid.”

She still called them fairy dogs. Good for her. Fairy dogs sounds more enchanting.

As we walked past the waterfowl exhibit (loud noisy flamingoes, which makes me think of flamenco dancers, go figure. Actually, I saw an article earlier today that a former flamenco dancer, now a neud model is part of the movement to unionize neud models…anyway…) I thought:

What if zoos were the only places where animals existed?

Dunno if that could work. Though, in one of OSC’s works, that was sort-of true. What kind of would would that be though? Imagine going through life and not SEEING an animal unless you went to a zoo, and if those zoos were RARE…jeez. Imagine your surprise? No bugs, no squirrels, no chipmunks, no mice, no dogs, no cats. Life without a dog wouldn’t be much fun. They add so much spunk to life. They look at you with those loving, adoring eyes…then look at you like they’ve never heard you before when you say, “Sit.”

On second thought…

Back on track, you’ve got to love kids for their outright honesty. Madi got tired towards the middle of the day and started acting out, as kids do when they get overtired. So Billie asks, “Are you being crabby?”

Madi says, “Yeah,” and goes back to being a regular kid.

We got to the giraffes and Madi hops up onto the fence and say, “ExCUSE me, Mr. Giraffe!”

Giraffes are huge muscle-y animals. Ever seen one up close? You can see the muscles rippling under their spotted skin.

On the way out we passed through the monkey house. The monkeys were monkeys, but the REAL exhibit was a six year old little boy I saw with a mullet. That’s right, this poor kid had the business in front, party in the back, FULL mullet. How can a parent do that to a kid?

I took a nap today on the grass, warm in the sun. I believe I can feel the impact on my skin, but it’s a nice summer feeling. The relationship I have with the sun I’m sure will get more strained as summer moves in and I travel farther into the South.

On the way back from the zoo, I noticed a peculiar exit sign on the highway:

NSA
Employees Only Entrance

Oh MAN! The things you see in the DC area!

Names to remember: Gerlack, Druid Hills, Vollmerhausen

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