Zoo Principles

  Yes, I am alive.  No, I have not forgotten about you all.  I have just been very busy on this vacation, and I can't post pictures because they are on Mommy's computer which can't seem to get online at Poppy and Nanna's house.  However, I know that you appreciate my vacay details as much as you do seeing my handsome face, right?
   Went to the zoo yesterday for the first time in my whole life.  It. Was. Awesome.  Many, many, many pictures to come later.  I rode this amazing train that went around the whole zoo, and sat right up front.  I could even feel the sweat droplets from the conductor's face hitting mine I was so close to the front.  The most awesome animal by far was the gorilla.  He was huge and handsome and funny, kind of like me.  There was one small dark spot in my day....Mommy took me on this thing called a "carousel".  It was terrifying!  You spin around and around and around and sit on a tiger that goes up and down WHILE you're spinning around; I clung to Mommy as if my life depended on it, because I'm pretty sure it did.  I mean who's to say that guy operating the thing hadn't had a bad day or actually really hated kids....he could have turned that thing to turbo and WHOOMFP!  There goes MLS.  And all the little children would see me and say "Look at that beautiful bird Mommy!" and the mommies would all say "OMG that's not a bird that's somebody's baby!" and then they'd all flee with their kids for fear it might happen to them too and then the zoo would get really mad and sue me and then I'd go bankrupt before I even turn two!  So, moral of the story: the zoo is an amazing, awesome, wonderful place, but whatever you do, DON'T get on that carousel, no matter how cute and enticing the little hippos and horsies may look.