In the afternoon it got pretty warm, so I went to the zoo to visit a weather expert. The zoo where I live doesn't have a resident groundhog (at least not on the official list of residents) so I decided to talk to the next best expert – a prairie dog.
"Excuse me! Sir? How many more weeks of winter?"
He didn't seem too eager to talk. But from the long shadow cast by his posterior, I think it would be a good idea to keep the scarf and mittens handy.
4 comments:
Hello! I just stumbled onto your blog and I think it's the cutest! (your hippo is also a lot nicer than the other Hippo who plays mean tricks on that poor Bully) My boyfriend and I own 7 hippos and are always looking for more. Can't wait to see what other adventures Hippo goes on!
:) Well, I have been described as a rather gentle (and humble) little hippo.
Other Hippo certainly does seem rather--um--strong willed, but I like to read the comics about her. Maybe it's just her artistic temperament showing. I've thrown a little hippo tantrum or two. Usually when we run out of cookies.
I'm glad to hear that 7 hippos have a good home. You can NEVER have too many hippos!
"You can NEVER have too many hippos!"
Yes, that's what my boyfriend always sais when we got some new hippos--- at least we can't count them anymore.....
Well, the bed IS getting a little crowded... The next time we travel we'll be sure to bring a hippo or two along to have some fun.
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