Oh WAAAAAAAAAAHOOOOW! |
Well, recently, I got to take a trip that changed my life. I got to meet a coupla Big Giraffes. I really did! I was a wonderful place called Living Treasures.
They had all kindsa animals there. There were flamingos and zebras and antelope and camels and goats- lots'n'lots of goats! and ALPACAS! And a pair of ostriches. Oh! And monkeys and bats and bison...
I wanna take you guys home to my house, but Mommy says no. |
I really liked all the animals I met that day, Friends. You could go right up to their habitat and say "hiya!" and they could come right over and say "hiya!" right back. It was great! I mean, I loved the Zoo, but at Living Treasures, I could get right up to the animals! I could talk to 'em, feed 'em, pet 'em. That means a lot to a little kid, because in the Land of the Big People, we're told to keep our hands off stuff a lot. A lot, a lot, a lot!
Awwww, wow! It is SUCH an honor to meet you Big Giraffes! |
I got to ride a horse made from a tire! |
It was a tremendous honor to get to deliver snacks to the Big Giraffes. They enjoyed carrots right from my hand. Imagine that! I love carrots, too, and so do the Big Giraffes!
Just when I thought my day couldn't get any better, I got to ride on a horse made out of a recycled tire! Boy, was that ever crazy, but in a good way! That horse was pretty radial! I mean radical! See what I did there?
No, seriously, I'm pretty sure it was made out of an old radial tire. ... Um, well, okay. Not all my jokes can be gold.
I got to bring home a Little Giraffe named Pinky, and she's my friend! |
As you can imagine from a Little Giraffe who's many shades of pink, Pinky is the life of any Little Giraffe party. We're all pretty happy with her. I'm really glad she's my new friend and that she gets along so well with all my other Little Giraffe Friends, and Sabretooth, too.
My trip to Living Treasures is a memory I'm going to treasure, and I can't wait to go back and spend some more time with those Giraffes! They're just the greatest!
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