Sunday, March 8, 2009

The shorter, hairier love of my life.


Meet Jerry.
Jerry, a crossbreed goat with a droopy lip and a propensity to cause trouble lives at the zoo. I love this goat, not in the way that would get me fired, but in the affection someone feels towards a leeward uncle or Jackie Gleason as a child. And when I say Jackie Gleason, I of course mean Jackie Coogan.