The Circle of Life

A few weeks ago we went to the zoo. We made a stop by the reptile house where strollers are not allowed. We left the stroller parked by a brick wall. Kate at the time was eating "Pirate's Booty" (it's like a baked cheese puff snack) and, since food is also forbidden in the reptile house, I made her leave it on the seat of the stroller. When we got out of the reptile house, the Pirate's Booty was gone. I was really confused where it went until I looked over at the row of strollers and saw a lone sneaky squirrel hoping from stroller to stroller stealing snacks. I explained to Kate what happened. The rest of the day (and actually the rest of the week) every time she saw a squirrel she would say, "Squirrel! No take my Pirate's booey!"

On Monday the kids and I went back to the zoo. We have a pass--and we have definitely got our money's worth! We were looking into the Hornbill enclosure when I noticed one of the birds stabbing at the ground over and over. I was really curious what it was doing.
I quickly figured it out when it picked up it's prize with it's mouth and started shaking it. Lo and behold, it was a squirrel. This may be morbid, but as I was watching this whole thing happen, I started to wonder if maybe it was the squirrel who stole Kate's Pirate's Booty.