Head Shots
Woodland Park Zoo
March 7, 2011

Who me? Like it here at Woodland Park Zoo? Cushy bed. Three squares a day! Scores of fans adoring me. What's not to like?

I say. Have you a a couple of pairs of ice skates you could loan me? Swimming in ice cubes is getting old really fast!

I see you up above me with that camera thingie, Ma'am. You could reach down and pat me on the head, y'know. You're that close! Go on. You know you want to. *evil grin*

Tree-hugger? You bet I'm a tree-hugger. And this one's mine, all mine.

Ho hum. Another day of sleeping on the heated rock. Not that I'm ungrateful, you understand, but really. Enough is enough. We need to run and play!

Run if you want, Missy. I'll watch. And I'll keep your spot warm for ya, heehee.

I'm hungry. How about you and I get moving and search this grotto for some food, dear wife?

Oooops, bad timing. I can't help you at this moment dear. I'm having a bath.

The crows told me it's Spring. They lied! It's freakin' cold! I think I'm frozen to this patch of grass. I can't feel my feet. What to do? What to do?

Look at that fool out there, freezing his buns off in the icy grass. I told him, ya can't rush the season but does he listen. Nooooooo! What a dope.

Did somebody say Tree Hugger? Is there a Club? With meetings and badges and games and lemonade and cookies? Does Branch Hugger count?

Look lady, you can stand there 'til the cows come home but my wife is NOT going to stand up and *abracadabra* pull our joey out of her pouch today. It's too cold! And that's the truth!

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