This weekend has been a good one. It began with Dad getting things wrong (again) and handing me a bag with a present in it; Mum actually intended it to be my birthday present :). Inside the bag was a Bart-sized briefcase! Now I can look the part whenever I am called upon to give opinions on any touchy subject. We sometimes drive around the new areas of town and check out the houses being built. This time we found a couple of great statues. The giant galahs are just at the top end of our street. For overseas readers, galahs are pink and grey cockatoos. They are noisy critters and Dad says that the flying direction control was left out of their brain when they were invented. They don't seem to realize that flying low in front of cars is not a good idea, and given two directions to fly they always seem to choose the most dangerous one. Other than that, they are cute critters. In the new suburb of Casey there is a doggie playground, fenced in to avoid the dogs from running in front of cars while they are hyper. The area is marked with this "woof" statuary. You can get an idea of the size of things by comparing the "F" with the small bear sitting on it. The dog is the size of a Great Dane, and guess what his name is? Actually, he didn't tell me, but I reckon it should be Rusty. Now, the question is "Where do I find the playground for small bears?".
Labels: animals, Canberra