Owen pulled his own tooth at the Chinese restaurant today. It was awesome. And he was incredibly proud.
We did go to the Jr. Museum, or as it is more correctly known, The Tallahassee Museum of History and Natural Science. Those of us who have lived here for a long time still and will always call it The Junior Museum or, for short, simply The Junior.
We met up there with Jessie and August and Billy and Waylon. Billy's a baby grabber too.
We didn't get around to the trail which leads over and across and beside the animal habitats until much later than we usually do and the animals were up and active. We saw baby panthers playing and the wolves and the deer and the bear and otters. We did not see the skunks, but we smelled them. We also saw a vulture who was quite friendly and came over to the fence and hung out with us. It was probably the closest I've ever come to a vulture and I was surprised to find that he seemed curious and interested and that his face was not at all unattractive. And let's face it- vultures are a very, very important part of our eco-system.
He did not believe us.
Remember when he used to say, "Mer. I do not beleeb you,"?
I miss that.
But I think the boys had a good time.
So did the mamas and grandmama.
Thank you, Billy, for the picture.
The cypress trees were ethereally beautiful against the blue cloudless sky.
And now I am home and Mr. Moon has gone to a basketball game and I am sitting here typing with one cat on my arm and one cat behind me on the chair, bumping me frequently to remind me that he is there.
I guess we have another cat.
Things to do this week:
1. Welcome Granddaughter to the planet.
2. Take Jack to get his balls removed.
3. And so forth.