Family
Thumbboy stopped in to check out the cousins while downtown this morning. It seems the reason they blew off my birthday party last Monday is their spacious new electrified enclosure. Some nonsense about not being able to get free.
They were all frisky and running about, probably in anticipation of some Cinco de Mayo party. Wild Dogs are all about the fiestas. Not really into guac and chips, but if they bring in some pork rinds and bacon-wrapped thingees, I’m sure the cousins will give those zoo critters a party to talk about even after we’re long extinct.



I’m still lacking any new pictures of Diamond, so here are some other critters that caught my eye today: Cute baby critters. Cuter baby critter. Even cutercritter, though not a baby. Very fast, if not particularly cute, critters. More critters in this old post.
The Bronx Zoo will be getting a brand new African wild dog exhibit soon. Two-Legs seems very excited about it. Can’t imagine why — I’m more than wild enough for him!
Can I throw them bacon treats too?
I think they deserve all the bacon bits we can throw before the zoo police stop us.
I think the zoo police should be punished by proctoring a state standardized test for 10 and 11 year olds.
Now, now. Cruel and unusual punishment doesn’t fly around these parts, and besides, they haven’t done anything wrong (yet). Maybe the wild puppies would like to proctor your test for you.