She was found in the dark recesses of my purse on 2/21/2012 at approximately 6:45 a.m., just as the Barboursville bus pulled out of the station. I was looking for my headphones and discovered Rover (as I've taken to calling her) hiding in one of the front pockets, along with sixty-five cents in nickels and a squished Mike & Ike.
Rover has had a big day.
She started with some art:
spent some time reading:
met some (scary) new friends:
did some riding:
visited the amusement park:
blogged about her experiences:
and has been treated like royalty by her foster family:
But I know she misses her real family. If you have lost your beloved pet hippo, please call.
(This is all by way of saying that I love my job as a teacher -- one of the few professions in which you will periodically discover random zoology concealed in your belongings.)
(Also, yes -- I do have a miniature ferris wheel, a tiny horse, a paint set, a tiara, and a cat on my desk. Doesn't everybody?)
2 comments:
I love the pictures! With all the fun that hippo had at your house, I think I'll sneak into your purse and go home with you.
What, no snacking took place? That's obviously hippo neglect. I'm sure her blog post was scathing. ;-)
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