The peacocks were putting on a show.
The gorilla was posing like a GQ model.
The kids had a stare down with a meerkat.
After six hours of walking with the animals, we made it home only to host neighborhood happy hour at our house. A good time was had by all, except the chysalides.
Notice that we now have four chysalides on the floor of the butterfly house instead of one. Red decided it was a good idea for she and her friends at the party last night to get a closer look by plucking them off the paper on the wall of the house. To be honest, I was pretty upset. Red seemed unconcerned about it and her lack of empathy for the little creatures made me sad. Hopefully, the talk she had with the Cobbler last night sunk in the need to be kind to animals. Will they live through the trauma and still become butterflies? They've been in their pupa state since Monday so they're due to emerge sometime between tomorrow and Wednesday. Only time will tell...
