Me : I don't think it's going to answer.
Paul (totally ignoring me): Kitty, Kitty?
Me: You can't call everything "kitty, kitty". Someone is going to hear you and think you're a crazy person.
This cheered me up considerably. I was screaming "OMG he's PEEING!" Paul was already taking a picture, bless his heart.
The animals were so used to people driving around in there. This giraffe had his ass nonchalantly planted practically inside the jeep.
After the driving tour, we made our escape. Don't know what this guy is. None of the cages had any information on them. I think some kind of bush baby. Paul thinks a badger.
We stopped and got a sweet tea on the way home and then I squeezed in a nap before doing some Barbie crap. Weekends are too dang short.