Monday, April 13, 2009

He Gave Me a Giraffe


When my husband and I lived in Cleveland Park, Wash DC (which we pronounced Clevey Land just for fun) we used to run right through the National Zoo. Makes for an interesting run and as it turns out a lot much safer than running through Rock Creek Park which was exactly the time when Chaundry Levy disappeared, poor soul...anyway, B told me the baby giraffe was a present he got just for me.
And I named him Zippy, of course.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Love this one Beth! We just watched "Madagascar" last night. This reminded me of Mellman!

Kacky