January 10th
It may be sad, but the highlight of our weeks comes down to one thing and one thing only: the trip to Wal-Mart that bring with it both a shopping adventure and the movie of the week. They have a RedBox there, which is basically like Netflix that you do yourself. You pick a movie, it spits it out, and you return it at your leisure, at $1 per day. Not bad, eh? So far we’ve watched Star Trek, 9, Inglorious Basterds (really good, by the way), Boondocks Saints, and House of 1,000 corpses. The last two they’ve got here, on VHS. A real, working VHS player. I haven’t seen one of those since my Disney years. So, we’re currently off to Wal-Mart for our weekly groceries and movie, a quick jaunt to Starbucks and a possible stop at IHOP for some delicious and strangely-timed breakfast food. It’s really a bit like being at school, considering the highlight of our weeks there consist of midnight dances and trips to Wal-Mart and Pizza Hut. It’s a bit of a comfort, really. My sister would be quite displeased with that statement.
Moving on to the animals. Today it was finally warm enough for the elephants, even Amy and Bets, to go outside. I try to go out on my day off to take pictures, as it’s difficult to do so in the middle of throwing hay or shoveling poo. I’m also off to get a digital camera today, so maybe I’ll be able to upload some pictures soon. Anyhow, today Bets was out with Amy, and I just happened to decide to take pictures just as Bets was beginning to display her infamous act of escapism. How an elephant of her size (1,700 pounds) Get’s through a gate with bars 2 feet up from one another was beyond me. Until today. She’s got a technique, the young’un, and a good one, at that. She lifts one leg over the bar and positions herself sideways in order to maneuver her hind leg over, and I would imagine she simply squeezes from there. I didn’t get to witness the whole act, as she quickly gave up when she realized that she wasn’t in her normal yard. They’d specifically switched her to the yard with more narrow bars simply due to the fact that she’d become such a successful escape artist. I see a bit of myself in her, really, always squirming and poking and inquiring at every possible chance. An undoubted annoyance to the trainers, but nonetheless the most adorable annoyance possible. Whether or not I fitted that last criterion is debatable.
So, Jesus Cat. You’re probably wondering, what is Jesus Cat? Jesus Cat is exactly what he sounds like. He walks on water. The other day I was in the blue truck, driving to the African barn when I noticed one of the orange cats floating on top of the pond. I kid you not, this cat looked like he had supernatural powers, at the lake had frozen just enough for him to walk on it without falling through but not to the point where it looked the slightest bit frozen. And thus, he is now dubbed Jesus Cat, walker of water and prowler of fish and mice. I also saw one of the other cats leap straight into the water, a dive really, to come back up with a flopping fish. Man, that cat must’ve been hungry. That water must’ve been frigid. He looked happy enough. Though when he got out and got over his prize, he seemed to understand the sudden predicament of being completely soaked in sub-zero temperatures. Oh well, keep your eye on the prize, no?
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