Zoo-ology

The whole Hula gang went to the zoo last weekend; me, Hubby, Teen Angel, Zeke, Baby Ruth, Super Cop and Miss Scrubs. We had a great time. I love the zoo. I do get a sharp twinge or two when I stop and ponder their lives behind bars-the animal's lives, not the Hula-gen's, but I love seeing the animals. However, as we strolled through the park I couldn't help but notice how much the animals looked like us.

This is pretty much what my legs look like in shorts.

And this is Papa T. when he gets caught with his hand in the Pop Tart box. What? Huh?This is Hubby when he gets done mowing the yard on an August day. And this is him relaxing in the pool.And of course, there's Sissy who never goes anywhere underdressed.Miss Scrubs is our little mama since she's expecting in late October. Ignore the fact that I cut her head off in this picture. Is there a PhotoShop action for correcting that kind of mess?This could be any one of us at Thanksgiving...or Easter...or Independence Day. Heck, it could be any one of us at dinner. Note the napping prairie dog. That's Zeke...AFTER dinner.This is Hubby's family in a disaster. Scratching their heads and trying to figure out what to do. They can get in a lather and spin in circles I tell ya'.

And then there's Handy Man..quietly trying to blend in the background without saying much while me and the rest of the flamingos and monkeys suck up all the attention.As we wandered around the zoo, I saw several animals that made me laugh, The snakes? Not so much, but I did get through the reptile house without peeing on myself when bumping into someone. I kept seeing animals that resembled members of the family. Well, except for the monkeys who were playing with their genitals. It made me wonder what they thought when they looked at us.