Sunday, August 27, 2006

Wild Kingdom

We had a nice visit in southern California.

On Saturday, we went to the La Brea Tar Pits, and the (world famous) Farmer's Market. It has been a long time since I've done the tourist thing in LA (other than Disneyland), and there really is some cool stuff. The tar pits are impressive. We got to see some volunteers actually digging out a pit, which was very cool. Someone tell me why we shouldn't clone some of those long gone mammals.

On Sunday, we went to Orange County to be part of Baby Eva's dedication (sort of a baptism / christening thing without water). Eva was a great performer and it was a nice ceremony, with a mighty fine lunch afterwards.

We drove home. It wasn't fun, but we made it back by 9 PM. SKGP survived the last stretch even though she really had to go.

Which brings us to the wild kingdom.

A cricket was lounging in the foyer; over the kids objections, we put it outside.

In SKGP's bedroom, we discovered that a cat had exploded. There was vomit in three separate piles on the floor. In one of the piles was a swarm of ants. Why had the ants decided to avoid the kitchen and go upstairs to feast on cat puke? It just doesn't make sense. I hate ants.

There was another cricket in our bathroom downstairs.

(Are we living in the next Coalinga?)

1 comment:

  1. Oh. dear. I'm so sorry you went home to such a mess. Don't kill the cat.