"You were gone?" Yes, ha ha, whatever.
Went to visit my boyfriend in Nebraska, which as far as I can tell would be the only reason to go there except for this wicked cool zoo they have.
From the website: "Omaha's Henry Doorly Zoo has four primary objectives: conservation, research, recreation, and education. In promoting these objectives on a local, regional, national, and global scale, the Zoo provides exciting recreational opportunities that simultaneously enhance our visitors' knowledge of the natural world."
Alia's Translation: MONKEYS!
Photos below. ;)
This would be my demon, known to the SLuniverse as Aftershock Warrigal, leading his pack of monkeys away from the scene of the crime. Surely that's some special kind of monkey but fuck if I know what kind.
Once again a species-less monkey (Seriously, I could really care less about what kind of monkey they are. I don't even care if they're not really monkeys. They're cute as hell and they make me squeal and that's all I need to know.) sits down for a pow-wow with me and muh demonz. I don't know what they said to each other but I think it had something to do with the crime out front, the state of the union, and the monkey's obvious glass-kissing effort to flirt me away from him. It was tempting but I was not swayed. I'm just not that kind of girl.There's a bunch of other photos I took but the day was overcast and many of the displays were indoors which made it difficult to get really clear shots. I'd like to try to clean some of them up for posting but, let's face it, I probably never will. To quote a brilliant man far from here... "Alas."
The other two creatures I met on this trip were Joy and Brahms, his two Great Pyrenees dogs. I used to have one of these dogs, or rather my father did, named Sugar. These are the only three I've ever met of this species and honestly I think it's time to upgrade the name to GIANT Pyranees!, capital letters and exclamation point included. These dogs are ginormous, which is cool because I'm not real fond of the tiny dogs. I mean I take it on a dog-by-dog basis but overall the small ones don't appeal to me much.
Girls, you know what I'm saying. ;)
Anyway, here's a few shots of the beasts in question.
Joy.
Brahms.It was hard to tell the difference at first when they're jumping around and banging their huge asses into things but I think looking at them together you can see how different their faces are. Don't ask me to tell from behind, though.
So I'm back now. It was hard to leave. I was there for just under eight days (I wasn't counting the hours, really.) and he treated me like a princess the whole time.
He brought me eggs in bed. Nobody's ever done that before.
Anyway so there's a little peek into my real world, or whatever passes for it. There are other photos, of course, but I can't show you those. >;D
Meheheh.
- a.w.
