Swedish flamingoes massacred in frenzied anteater attack

The Local (Sweden) ^ | April 5, 2011

[ConservativeStatement]

A flock of ten flamingoes have met a brutal end at a zoo in Eskilstuna in eastern Sweden after a curious anteater broke into their compound and clawed them to death, leaving a further five birds nursing injuries.

[Tax-chick]

The catz have had a fun time in the gardens. I don’t know if any of the peas or beans will come up after this; fortunately, I have more seeds.

[Dead Corpse]

Try some WD-40. That oughta get that dead off your boots.

[Dead Corpse]

Uncle DC in the Garage with a minigun.

[Tax-chick]

Kablooey.

[Darksheare]

I’ve been dragged off by a cat before.
But that was because she wanted an oopen lap to sit in and look smug on.

[Darksheare]

Thankfully I coat my boots with Pam.

The cooking spray, not Pam herself!

[Monkey Face]

In our house, the bathroom was referred to as “Mrs. Murphy,” so we went “to visit Mrs. Murphy.”

Conservatory works.

[Monkey Face]

Yah!!! ‘Splody Things!!!

[Tax-chick]

I see the conservatives did well in the Canadian election. Have some ice cream!

[Monkey Face]

It takes me too long to get home, these days, so I don’t really want to buy ice cream. I was thinking of taking a taxi home from Walmart this morning, but just couldn’t force myself into the luxury. So I paid $1 for the bus.

My super-sized backpack holds quite a bit of stuff, so I put the liquids in there, and if there is anything else that won’t fit, I have a folding tote that I carry with me.

No haircut this month.

Anyway, I won’t shop again for a couple of days. (Dreading it already...)

[Dead Corpse]

A good thing too... You’d think the poor girl would retain at least SOME self respect.

[Dead Corpse]

Eh... more like a *Bzzzzzzzzzzztttt* at 147db.

[Darksheare]

Now if I wore Pam as a hat, that would put a kink in my neck and I’d need a chiropracter.

[Dead Corpse]

She might need a proctologist as well...

[Darksheare]

I was thinking more like a winged hat, balance Pam on her stomach.
Going through doorways would be difficult, but not impossible.

[Dead Corpse]

As long as she doesn’t suddenly morph into the egg laying face-sucker from the Alien movies...

[Tax-chick]

Tom and I had brownie sundaes. James had multicolored sherbet with exploding lumps in it. It’s weird eating with a kid whose mouth is crackling.

Hot and humid here. I’ll have to turn on the a/c soon. I made an appointment for Frank to have his picture taken at Walmart on Friday. I figure I have a limited window of opportunity before he falls off or into something again.

I ran into my next-door neighbor (Carters, with the pool) at Petsmart. He said now that their children are mostly gone (last one will go to college in the fall) his wife wants an aquarium. I said I’d give him some reptiles, but that didn’t go over well.

[Monkey Face]

Mmmmm! Brownie sundaes! Chocolate Overload!

Get the Franken-photos soon! You never know when they will skin a forehead or split open a chin.

What? Mr. Carter didn’t want reptiles? What’s WRONG with him?? (I’m still trying to scrape up the money for a betta and cage! LOL!)

[Monkey Face]

Isn’t that what I said?

(Maybe not...)

[Monkey Face]

Meh.