This will be our second (and last) installment of the Meat Galore in St. Louis series. I know you all are extremely saddened by that.
According to the nice man who conducts the Zooline Railroad at St. Louis Zoo, there are 10,000 animals there. We walked around for about two hours and saw approximately three. That is 3 animals, not 3,000. And those three were all asleep except for the anteaters that were so loathsome and stinky that they made the baby cry. To be fair, once we figured out our way around, we did get to see a lot of giraffes, monkeys, Somalian wild asses, zebras, tigers, and some other animals I can’t remember off the top of my head.
But Meat Galore had his heart set on seeing an elephant. We passed 700 signs (okay, that’s an exaggeration, it was really 682 signs) that pointed to the elephants, but we never saw an actual elephant. On the train back the conductor said, “On your left, behind that grove of bamboo, is were we keep our elephant herd.” I think he’s a liar because I know for a fact that Meat Galore and I cannot possibly have overlooked an entire herd of elephants. Being the wonderful wife that I am, I bought him an elephant postcard from the gift shop. It is now prominently displayed on our fridge (the postcard, not the gift shop).
The good news is that I got some great animal ass shots. And I don’t mean donkeys. Pair the shots of animal butts with my superior Photobucket photo editting skills, and you get gems like this postcard that I made:
When Meat Galore and I were younger, I used to say dumb things just to get a rise out of him. Actually, to be honest, some of the dumb things I said were because I was having a brain fart. But the rest of them were just to get a rise. Sadly, he doesn’t fall for it anymore so my dumb statements are totally lost on him. Like on our trip when I said I wished they would have run the Missouri River parallel to I-70 so that we’d have something to look at. In the old days, he would have given me a startled look. He didn’t even blink when I said it last week. Sigh.
To end on a high note, Meat Galore is convinced that his right foot is shrinking. He’s not worried though, he just puts two socks on his right foot now.