Just a side note, our new upstairs neighbors are either deaf or just very bad citizens - they listened to Bear scream "Let go of me!" for roughly an hour last night without calling the police. And in case you're thinking of picking up the phone, it was 2am and Andrew was trying to rub her back to calm her down. She DID NOT want to go to bed.
Anyway, the zoo's Flutterby butterfly exhibit opened this weekend. So just to forewarn you, the is a picture heavy post ahead. The exhibit is fantastic, as long as you don't count the five minutes spent in a very cramped, very hot, very small entry way listening to the rehearsed introduction. Claustrophobia anyone?
1 in 35 will have a butterfly land on them. This one landed on Bear as soon as we walked in the door.
Getting a better look at the 'mingos.
Why do I bother to bathe her again?