I’m now on 8 days in a row of working. My head doesn’t feel it, but my hands do. I seem to be developing a roaring case of “carpal-hosal syndrome”. My wrists and hands are aching from handling high pressure hoses everyday. But I do get a moment or two to steal a quick minute to make a few friends.
(Hosing down the Lorikeet Exhibit and saying good morning to a couple of the local chow-hounds.)
Today has not been a day mired in poop. (The day’s not over yet…) However, yesterday I got “gassed on” by a Sea Lion. I was being introduced to Duke, one of the favorite animals and quite a charismatic character. He was taking a break on the ledge not a foot from me and he passed gas in my general direction. You have to understand that Duke is a big guy: