September 11, 2009 On a beautiful Friday morning I went to the Zoo. School's back in session and the tourist season is winding down so the atmosphere was one of peace and quiet.

Hmppffff. So finally they let someone out to play with me and what does he do? He sleeps. And sleeps. And sleeps. I am not impressed.

 

Any day's a good day for a swim, right? You're welcome to join us. What's that? You can't swim? Hop right in - I'll teach you.

Excuse me, do you have a tissue? I have something in my eye.
   

Little kid in the blue stroller - I have my eye on you. You look nice and plump and tasty. Awww, don't go away. I'm just looking.

I see Mom down there giving me the ol' Stink-Eye cuz I went to the top of the tree. Heehee, I'm giving her the StinkEye right back. Uh-oh. She's not lookin' too happy with me about that. *gulp*

Morning at the Flamingo Beauty Salon: 'Drat, I have bed-head!' 'You think you have problems? I can't do a thing with my feathers.' 'Anyone got any conditioner?' 'I need a trim, bigtime.' 'I'm gonna get some highlights - whatddya think?'

 

Somebody, anybody - wanna play ball? It takes two.

   
Here I come, out into the Big Wild World - Yippee!
 
 
I can go as fast as the wind. Wheeeeeeeeeeee!
 
   
What the heck is this? Can I eat it? Blech, nope, didn't think so!
 

Boy oh boy, these rock things are higher than I thought. Can someone please give me a boost? I'm not quite sure I can do this all by myself.

 
 
*Smooch* Have a good day, deer, I mean 'dear'.
 

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