He looks so innocent, doesn't he? But he apparently redecorated his enclosure early the other morning, without permission....
Did I mention the 2nd annual Panda Convention is coming up at the end of March??
Hmm... guess not.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
From today's Yahoo news page.
A virtual chocolate chip cookie to the first person who can specify, in the comments, how we know it's been Photoshopped.
UPDATE: Foxfier and Jeff are both correct, actually... I was thinking with the sun setting, we would NOT see that much light on the east side of the bridge (the side facing the camera, believe me, I've tried photographing that thing in every lighting condition imaginable), nor on the car itself, but the main thing that grabbed me is that, as Jeff said, the vantage point from which the bridge photo was taken is a scary dirt road, with no stone wall; in fact, no guardrail of any kind, which is part of the reason why there is a sign at the road entrance that says "Impassable in wet weather." Also, more recently, there is a sign that says the route is not recommended for anything other than four-wheel drive.
Posted by CrankyBeach at 7:49 AM
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Gao Gao, AKA the Stud Muffin,* AKA the bamboo-eating machine, looking like a big stuffy-toy.
*Stud Muffin, because he is the ONLY male panda in the United States to have fathered cubs the way nature intended, not once, but 4 times so far.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Okay, so I neglected to mention that as of a couple of weeks ago, I am no longer a trainer, and I am back in production. Long story, most of which will not be told in a probably-vain effort to protect the guilty. But I digress.
Today is not even my normal day to work... but for the last two and a half hours, the two people who are scheduled to be working on my primary account do not appear to be doing so. Or if they are, they are moving so glacially slow that the queue hasn't changed in over an hour....
So guess who is grabbing up all this delicious work and keeping it for herself. I'll give you three guesses, and the first two don't count.