The polar bear was in a fabulous, playful mood though truth be told, he usually is. Today though, he lured in his victims with his secret plans and clever tricks.
And while those other fools were "oooo-ing" and "aaahh-ing", I was quietly taking pictures and keeping one eye open, readying myself to run the hell out of there if need be. Note: Please click the pictures to enlarge.
|Bear paws the best|
|A stick with which to amuse oneself. Very nice.|
|Oh, what's this? You have a ball?|
|Don't eat it! You'll choke! And I don't know the Heimlich! At least, I wouldn't jump in there to save your life even if I did, for fear of my own...|
|Wait, you just love your little ball? D'Awww... I mean, ::one eye on you::|
We then found ourselves at the snow leopard's enclosure and for once, one of those little bastards was sitting right on a rock near the fence, enjoying his time in the shade. He was none too interested in the peons but really, I'm not too sure the peons were interested in him either.
|"Bleh. Smells like peons"|
|Perhaps too much fun.|
|and whatever these things are that are showing me their asses. I can't escape my destiny.|
|The perfect Saturday Morning. Maybe.|
|and hairy eye-balling. Alright old man, I'll stop looking at you, if you stop looking at me.|
|And tell your friend to stop being so blasted rude.|
|Mom says keep it down. Baby Panther is sleeeeping.|
|What do you suppose they are looking at? And should I be concerned?|
|How fortunate for this kid to be outside looking in.|
|Tell me that isn't one Fly River Turtle?!|
|You can't because that's what it's called. But really, look at how fly he is, as H1 would say.|
|I, of course, love the piggy nose.|
|And the goofy face with tongue this particular one had.|
Though I hear the HOchieS may be having a grand misadventure there again in the next two weeks.
I would be telling an untruth if I said I was not frightened.