| The animal tour starts in Hilo, where we had another mouse. Brazen fellow. Of course, it helps that we're a lot nicer to mice than to rats... |
| Doesn't mean we want to live with them, though. Humane trap, overnight in a vase with snacks, then it's off to the woods. Across town, anyway. |
| This bird got confused one night and tried to fly through our porch doors. Repeatedly. Took some doing with the broom, but I finally convinced him that open sky was better than roof and rafters. The picture was taken one-handed in the dark. |
| This is Daisy, the resident dog at Triple Creek Farm. Max isn't much for big dogs, especially ones that like to jump on people, but by the end of the visit they'd come to an accomodation and Max was very fond of her. |
| Among the many things Max had never seen was a proper V of geese. |
| We saw this white-tailed deer (two of them, actually) on our walk around the farm with Ryan. |
| The Zoo in Independence didn't have a lot of animals -- some of them were wintering elsewhere -- but there were a few braving the cold. And it was cold that day. |
| The baby Kinkajou was in a warm building, at least. Along with the snake. The rest of the animals were roughing it, though. |
| Though wet and cold, I thought the Emu maintained a quite dignity. |
| We didn't get to a zoo in DC, but we did have lunch on the Mall, with the brazen scavengers crowding our table. |
| You can shout at them, wave at them, throw things at them... they don't care. They know you have crumbs.... |