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Shrimps
09.15.06 (9:28 am)   [edit]
Pooped. Got home around 7pm yesterday to felines yelling at me for not feeding them at 5pm. Fed them. Fed myself. Sat on couch. Stared at tv - remember falling asleep at the beginning of Survivor. Woke up at almost 8am to two felines sitting on my bladder, staring at me.

Kitty breath first thing in the a.m. is not pleasant.

Cute story yesterday from the Aquarium... Was at my favorite exhibit - the Southern Sea Otters. The handlers were giving them one of their 8 meals. There was a little boy sitting on the bench beside me. I asked him how old he was and he gave me 4 fingers. I told him Oz, our male sea otter, is ALSO four fingers. Little boy's eyes got huge.

I asked little boy if he knew what sea otters ate. He shrugged. I said "Chicken nuggets and cheeseburgers?" He laughed and said 'Noooo!'

I said "Oz and Gracie like to eat fish and shrimp. Do you like shrimp?"
He nodded and said emphatically "I love SHRIMPS!" (plural)

The handler had lured Oz up to the window and put some shrimp right up at the window so little boy could see.

He tapped me on the arm and said "Oz can't eat the shrimps without cocktail sauce!"

Totally cute. Even for an ankle biter. (The kid although I guess sea otters are technically ankle biters too)
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