We're Going To The Zoo, Zoo, Zoo...

How about you, you, you? You could come too, too, too...except we already went. Sorry. You could come next time, maybe.

So, 0ur city has a small zoo in the park--it's great. It's free. I especially like the free part. And, free though it is, there's some pretty neat stuff to see. There are some monkeys, an alligator, some kind of African fox, some llamas, some animals whose names I can't remember, and even a white tiger! Oh, and a raccoon. Which we told Wiggle Man was like a "maaaaww." And, if you read this post, you'll remember that "maaaaww" is Wiggle Speak for "cat."

So, maybe he'll never be a zoologist. I'm ok with that.

Of course, with all these exotic animals to see, you'd think Wiggle Man would be excited. And he was. Just not by the llamas and tigers and monkeys--oh my. No siree, Bob. My boy liked the ducks.

Admittedly, some of those ducks are a little...umm...exotic looking. Like that guy there with the red all over his face. Only at our zoo have I seen ducks like that. Certainly nothing like our white Pekins, and their friends the wild ducks that often come over for dinner. But, let me tell you--these guys were very excited when we busted out the moldy rolls. Just doin' our part to keep the zoo fowl healthy.

This is my favourite shot of the day. Wiggle Man was checking out the Canada geese (again, something he never sees running around our yard) and I took advantage of the opportunity to get creative with my camera. I actually had to take it upside-down.

I can't wait to go back--maybe when it's warmer, and the bears are awake from their winter naps. I'd write more, but the foul odour coming from the general direction of Wiggle Man is now officially more than I can take. I'm off for poopy patrol.