Early Friday morning (like I woke up at 4.30 and was running on adrenaline all day, early), Karlie and I headed with her mom to Salt Lake to herd geese with some hot local DNR guys. Five hours of smelly, traumatizing, beautiful herding of Canada Geese. *They've molted and lost their flying feathers, so they had to be gathered and transported back to the wild. Like Wyoming.
Please enjoy our sleepy faces.
Our favorite of the three stops we made was Hogle Zoo. We got there before it opened and we walked in the back entrance past the dumpsters, some construction, and finally, a camel, gorilla, and peacock. It was oddly peaceful. And free.
Karlie's mom and her friend are crazy adventurous and spent time snuggling and picking up geese out of bushes on the side of the road. We mostly watched.
We also might have seen lots of poop flying and watched a poor baby goose die. But hey, all in a day's work, right?