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  • Boo’s skill with the bow is improving. In fact, his school team has been invited to participate in the state meet.
    • He gets this particular skill from me, of course.
    • His mother doesn’t need a bow. She kills a thought and an icy stare.
  • Irish Woman’s arguments against moving to North Dakota are becoming weaker. It was only 10 degrees cooler in my hometown than in Louisville the other day.
    • Of course, that’s before you factor in the wind, but I’m not going to mention that to her.
  • Irish Woman gives me grief for being a soft touch, but we seem to have started quite a collection of Girl Scout cookies on the kitchen counter, and I haven’t even run into my pusher yet.
  • It’s standardized testing time at Boo’s school, or as we call it, “Annual No-Homework-But-Still-Early-Bedtime Week”.
  • I got to be arm candy for Irish Woman the other night when we were invited to tour the new snow leopard exhibit at the Lousville Zoo.
    • The new exhibit is wonderful, and we got to go behind the scenes to see the snow leopards and Siberian tigers.
    • The leopards were pretty calm and just watched the tourists go by.
    • The female tiger gave us a few growls, then lay her head down and snoozed.
    • The male, tiger, on the other hand, was having none of this.
    • I thought they were playing animal sounds outside for atmosphere. Nope, it was the male tiger roaring through several yards of concrete.
    • Did you know that a 400 pound male tiger roaring and leaping at the front of his enclosure will cause your heart rate to double in less than a second?
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  1. “Did you know that a 400 pound male tiger roaring and leaping at the front of his enclosure will cause your heart rate to double in less than a second?”

    Seems intuitively obvious, frankly. Get close enough to the enclosure and I’ll bet it causes loss of sphincter control, too.

  2. John in Philly

     /  March 7, 2019

    I think parts of the brain remember when getting to the top of the food chain took a lot more effort than visiting the local supermarket.

  3. OldNFO

     /  March 7, 2019

    I’d have been going what caliber for Tiger, and where the hell is my .44 magnum!

    • Honestly, by the time I realized what was going on, he’d had time to get to me if the cage hadn’t been in the way.

  4. Snow leopards are…
    {Dons sunglasses}
    …chill.

    [Insert Roger Daltry track here]

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