Wednesday, March 19, 2008
We stopped on our way to Phoenix at the ostrich farm.
Lorakeet.
For $5.00 you get a container of large green pellets and a little container of nectar for the lorakeets to drink.
No teeth.
I impressed the impressionable teenage girls by feeling the ostriches by hand and even letting them put their enormous mouths on my hand. Their "bite" is nothing compared to our old goose Oscar, now that was a bite!
Donkey.
The donkeys looked melancholy. We did not go into the deer area because they looked like they had mange. We then returned to our journey north.
Darin, Jimbo, and Homer.
We met up with Darin, former blogger Chris, and Chris' boyfriend Michael at Roscoe's and had a few drinky-poos and some deep-fried "food." It was nice to sit and chat. No one recognized us. Later we went to another bar and then we went and watched the Phoenix rugby team roll on the ground. The drive back to Tucson was uneventful.
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Lorakeet.
For $5.00 you get a container of large green pellets and a little container of nectar for the lorakeets to drink.
No teeth.
I impressed the impressionable teenage girls by feeling the ostriches by hand and even letting them put their enormous mouths on my hand. Their "bite" is nothing compared to our old goose Oscar, now that was a bite!
Donkey.
The donkeys looked melancholy. We did not go into the deer area because they looked like they had mange. We then returned to our journey north.
Darin, Jimbo, and Homer.
We met up with Darin, former blogger Chris, and Chris' boyfriend Michael at Roscoe's and had a few drinky-poos and some deep-fried "food." It was nice to sit and chat. No one recognized us. Later we went to another bar and then we went and watched the Phoenix rugby team roll on the ground. The drive back to Tucson was uneventful.
