The weekend at La Maison de Girrafes was absolutely brilliant. Henry and I could not stop talking for two straight days. We tried to elicit the End Of The Universe by starting a cycle of infinite regress by repeatedly linking to each other’s blog posts, but something went wrong with our plan and, voila, you are all still alive and well, I see.
Every time we walked out, the Sun started shining. As soon as we would go back inside, it would get dark and start storming, raining and hailing. Thus, the opportunities to take pictures of the entire menagerie were rare and brief, and I missed them of course. But, let it be in the domain of orally-transmitted legends that, yes, there are four chickens there, and four Guinea pigs, two fresh clutches of frog eggs in the pond, two elegant yet elusive cats, the famous Beelzebun Demon Bunny of *DOOM*, Heidi the digginest dog and Sid the about-to-shed-his-skin snake. I saw them all with my own lying eyes. And in the end, I managed to take the pictures of the two hamsters – I think Nippy is the one who is sleeping: