Going to the Zoo

is so very interesting with my family.

For instance, I have several sons who know lots, LOTS about animals. Not only commonly known facts, but obscure facts, as well.

And then there’s J. He sort of floats through the zoo saying things like, “Hey, look….TEENAGERS!”

The only time he really said anything about an animal was when he asked the keeper who was holding a Norway rat, “So, this rat has much to fear from the grand duke of cats, right?”

The keeper said, “Yes.”

Bless that keeper’s heart.