Yes, we've all seen the guts of a gopher now, thanks to Neal. On Saturday, Molly the dog (we now have a dog. She's great.) kept digging at a spot in our yard. It was annoying. Neal noticed that it looked like a gopher hole. I kind of didn't believe him. Then, he sees a gopher come out and look around. Out comes the hose. After flooding the joint, we see a gopher start to emerge. It's at that point that I say, "I can't look, I'm outsky!" Kate comes running over, "What? What?" and I'm like, "Don't go over there Kate! Dad is about to kill a gopher."
Of course she goes running over there just in time to see Neal chop it in half with a shovel. The kids were mesmerized. I felt sickish in my stomach. So did Neal. He's a lover, not a fighter. The part-indian in him felt guilty and bad all evening (is that racist?). But we can't have a gopher living in our yard where we're planting a garden. Sorry, little gopher. No photos, please.
That was an exciting part of the weekend. Oh, and Sarah made it home from camp on Saturday. She had a great time. Thank you, thank you to the leaders for making it all possible.
Ah, the Loser sign. Kate's constant hand signal.
I took Kate and Abby to the zoo on Friday. It was fun. Although freakishly crowded. Parking at that place is a nightmare. Kate and I finally parked on the side of the road up over a mountain. That was after we had looked for a parking spot for 45 minutes. Then a zoo worker gets out a sign that says, "LOT FULL." I ask him where I'm to park. He says I can get back on the freeway, go down two exits, and ride the bus. "Screw that!" I think to myself. By the time we were walking about a mile to the zoo, I was pretty bugged. But I couldn't let it rub off on my 'excited to be at the zoo' kids. So I had to Pollyanna it up and start playing the glad game with Kate. We ended up having fun.
Abby wouldn't look at the vulture. It was hilarious. Those birds are freaky ugly. Oh, and I tried to get to the zoo in time for the bird show (my favorite), but it was cancelled because of a concert. Ugggh!! It wasn't shaping up to be my day. But Pollyanna helped that. Lucky for us, they were showing off some of the birds as consolation. I like birds.