Animalistic

Living this close to a zoo full of wild and ferocious animals may frighten the weak of heart.  Will the tigers escape and eat us?  Will the monkeys get loose and pillage the pantry? No no no.  Please.  Relax. Get your wits about you.  We are 100% safe where we reside. 
Mom scored an annual zoo pass this year. Ka-Ching! And may I add, Ku-dos mamasita.  With dad and Grandpa out of town for the weekend; me, mom, and Gramma Sheri went to the zoo.  What an adventure!  Apparently, I went last October... dressed as a tiger... for Boo at the Zoo.  But I have zero recollection of it.  This, though, THIS was awesome.  Just the idea of being that close to live animals... was THRILLING!!  I mean sure, I've known they were there my whole life but to see them.  To smell them.  Now I have lived!

My favorite thing at the zoo were the cranes.  I am the Crane Man.  I was mesmerized.  And giggly.  Unfortunately, mom was so mesmerized with my mesmerising that she didn't take a picture.  But, let it be known.  I heart cranes.

Can you see my hands?  I'm getting a little nervous.

Gramma Sheri took me into the Petting Zoo. There's a few goats in there and like a billion kids.  The human kind not the goat kind.  Her and mom were sure this would be a home run. I like to pet dogs and explore my world.  I did not like it at all.  It was scary.  Nay, terrifying!  I was fine if Gramma was holding me- but she held me up on this rock and all these menacing goats were running around. And, I lost it.  I wailed.  Gramma Sheri took the hint and we bolted for the door.  I prefer to adore nature... behind glass. 
We saw it all.  The otters, lions, peacocks, penguins, bears, snow leopards, ducks, camels (and a baby camel!).  We ended up skipping the monkey house.  My cousin, Evan,  said there is some pretty scary stuff in 'ere.  So, maybe when I'm older.  It was a scorcher of a day and after a couple hours I was pooped.  I drank all of Gramma's water bottle.  Well, I spilled most of it on me and drank some.  We ended our day with corn dogs and Blizzards at the DQ and a bath for me to wash that stink off.  They can't wash away my animal instincts though.  Meow!