exotic animals and the horror of naptime
May. 16th, 2008 11:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So I had to take my car in for an oil change (and a brake light replacement, and new tires, and an alignment--god help me and my credit card), which meant the Zweeble and I ended up with the Escape Pod (aka
dealio's Yaris) to head home in. And on the way home, we passed a big pickup truck towing an enormous animal trailer, containing ... a camel! It stuck its head out the side to look around!
My first thought was, "Oh, a giraffe!" Which couldn't have been true, because the normal-ceilinged trailer would have been animal cruelty, but a camel is still pretty cool.
When I was a kid, we went to Venice to see my dentist and we'd pass where the circus would winter its animals. So you'd drive along and suddenly see giraffes and zebras and the occasional elephant out in the field by the road. That's the reason we have a law about where you may or may not tie up your elephant in town. :)
Literally five minutes from home, the Zweeble fell asleep. I got him in the house, gave him some milk, got him halfway sleepy again ... and the phone rang. The dealership called to say the car's ready. Great. Get the Zweeble settled again, FedEx shows up with my new shoes. Great, again. Get the Zweeble settled for a third time, but this time he sees the mail lady drive by in her red SUV and perks up for that. For god's sake, he needs a nap! He's fussy and cranky and yawning in the middle of screaming his head off, rubbing his eyes ... just let the kid sleep!
So, finally, he's napping.
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My first thought was, "Oh, a giraffe!" Which couldn't have been true, because the normal-ceilinged trailer would have been animal cruelty, but a camel is still pretty cool.
When I was a kid, we went to Venice to see my dentist and we'd pass where the circus would winter its animals. So you'd drive along and suddenly see giraffes and zebras and the occasional elephant out in the field by the road. That's the reason we have a law about where you may or may not tie up your elephant in town. :)
Literally five minutes from home, the Zweeble fell asleep. I got him in the house, gave him some milk, got him halfway sleepy again ... and the phone rang. The dealership called to say the car's ready. Great. Get the Zweeble settled again, FedEx shows up with my new shoes. Great, again. Get the Zweeble settled for a third time, but this time he sees the mail lady drive by in her red SUV and perks up for that. For god's sake, he needs a nap! He's fussy and cranky and yawning in the middle of screaming his head off, rubbing his eyes ... just let the kid sleep!
So, finally, he's napping.