What better way to spend the last day you have with your son than to go to the zoo? It so does my soul good to learn that once again my influence shows in my son and he also still enjoys a trip to the zoo as much as his mother. Or maybe its that he just likes the entertainment of watching his mother regress to the level of a 6 year old. I’m trying to remember what this bird it. I believe its a magpie. At any rate, he was our first stop in the gates |
It seems the rest of the clan forgot to wake papa up from his long winter’s nap. |
Yup! He’s out good. Then again, maybe he went to the Country Bear Jamboree last night and is sleeping off the cider. It did have a bit of a “bite” to it. |
Oooh, lookie! What’s that down there? Looks like it could be rather tasty. I think I shall investigate. |
Okay, maybe that wasn’t such a good idea. Note to self: Next time, wait till the bipedal captor brings food. It may be rather bland, but it doesn’t bite back! |
While raptor mom looks for her cue on beginning the lecture, her partner begins group hypnosis to plant suggestion in audiences minds to buy many stuffed replicas of himself on the way out. |
Yes, its a raptor show, but a pretty flower needs to be immortalized. |
Correction, flowers – plural! |
Yeah, yeah, none of you will ever catch me, cuz I’m Super Chicken!!!What? Her? She’s just my personal assistant, kind of the chicken version of the popemobile, but with legs. |
Yeah? And your mamma eats worms! I got the squirrel! I am the king! |
SSWHOOOOOOOOOOSSSSHHHHHH!!!! |
Is he a bird? |
Is he a plane? |
No! He’s vulture man! Hey! Who you calling a turkey? |
Kawabunga!!!! Yippee Kai Aiiiii . . . . oooh, can’t say the rest or they’ll have to change the ratings here. |
Hmmmm? A tree. With a bag? |
Oh lookie! Its a lunch bag. For a giraffe! |
Nothing like getting photo-bombed by the kid!”Hi Mom! Whatcha got there?” |
“Mom! Mom! Mom! Whatcha doing? Huh mom?””Mumble, mumble. Damn kids, can’t ever get even a moments peace.” |
“Ooooh, lookie! Squirrel!” |
“Be right back.””Nom, nom, nom. Huh? Did you say something? Nom, nom.” |
“Don’t wander too far away and stay away from those ostriches! Remember what happened the last time!” |
“Oooh lookie George, That young giraffe is heading our way. Looks like we can have some fun today after all! You take the left flank and I’ll take the right. He falls for it every time.” |
Ayup! They’re at it agin. Damned ostriches, never can trust them! I’m just gonna sit right here and pretend I don’t know what is going on. I been caught in the crossfire of their pranks before. Ayup, I know where its safe. |
“Oh wow! How did you get down there? Do you need help? My name’s Dimberdot. What’s your’s?” |
“Oh yeah! Love them pink tail feathers! Let me just slide on over your way, babeeeeee!” |
“Looking Good!!! Ah yes, how I love the Flamingo Pool! They have so much more style than the other drab birds!” |
I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright! And I pity Any girl who isn’t me tonight.I feel charming, Oh, so charming It’s alarming how charming I feel! And so pretty That I hardly can believe I’m real. |
I’m too sexy for my flock! Too sexy for my walk! I’m a model you know what I mean And I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk, yeah I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah, I’m too sexy! |
Oooh, wow! Bird!See George! I told you not to give him that extra brownie! He’ll be tripping the rest of the day. |
Your dad plays with cheetos!Yeah? Well, your mama was a swan!Yeah? Well even a crow wouldn’t steal one of your eggs!I don’t lay eggs. I’m a male, you moron! |
More pretty flowers! Hot . . . steamy . . . flowers. |
Look! They even come with their own umbrellas! |
Hmmm, I would have to change the rating if I made a comment that goes along with this one. |
They look hungry, don’t they? |
Yeah, I’m pretty sure they’re hungry! |
Yup, we are back at the little shop of horrors! |
But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the East, and Juliet is the sunArise, fair sun and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief |
Damn! There he goes again. Blah! Blah! Blah! |
Ohhh, my aching head!! Make it stop! |
Let’s see, if I turn this one, the red ones will be lined up, but it will also mess up the blue ones. I’m never going to get this thing figured out! |
I wanna hold your fooooot! I wanna hold your foot! |
And there the favorite son is again, trying so hard to look just soo men in black cool! |
Yeah, till that moment when the carousel starts up and he feels the horse rise up underneath him and he becomes my little boy again. Yes, live is indeed most excellent! |
Spring Break 2020 – Day 28
The latest lessons with my software lessons. The changes are a bit stark that I am doing so I have…
Yes, the bird at the beginning of your pics is a magpie. They are like crows in Colorado (Denver area). I love their long tails. Elegant.