The Heathens never fail to make me laugh. Several years ago, the Asst. Zookeeper was being silly while the Heathens were dying Easter eggs and pretended to drink the egg dye. Every year since, the Heathens do the same thing. What weirdos.
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| Eating things they shouldn't. |
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| Sadly, this is rather normal. |
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| Not sure what he was thinking... |
Easter morning dawned EARLY and bright as always. Usually Heathen #2 is the first out of bed and then proceeds to wake the other Heathens.
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| Again, normal. |
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I kept waiting for him to fall off the ottoman.
Somehow, he never did. |
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| Again, normal. |
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This is what happens when I say,
"Look here, I want a picture." |
After the Heathens had all found their baskets, I wanted one picture of the three of them together with their baskets. The following is the collection of pictures I managed to get. Not one photo of everyone looking at the camera with nice smiles. But I think I like this collection of photos better - it truly shows who my Heathens are and what life is truly like here at the Zoo.
Lord, I love my Heathens.
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