On a recent Saturday, we visited a nearby nature preserve that was hosting free tours. We arrived one hour before it closed since I didn't check the hours ahead of time -- oops!
So our time there was brief, but Zane was able to devour a hot dog:
and we got to meet and hear the tale of Frosty the owl.
He was initially hit by a car and the family that hit him took him home, where their dog attacked him and ripped his wing off. They then decided to place him in their freezer. ?? After a couple days, they finally called somebody and he was rescued. So they gave him the name Frosty. He was just beautiful with those huge, golden eyes.
I was able to take a nice shot of my boys:
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