Although we live in the Concrete Jungle, Golden Gate Park is only a block away.
Last Friday, the Human and Aggie and Wally's Dad celebrated the last official day of Spring Break
with a lovely stroll around Stow Lake.
Below, you can (sort of) see an arched stone bridge connecting the outer path to Strawberry Hill:
But here's the ugly underbelly of their stroll. Look--just LOOK, Kitties!--at all the delicious treats those two "mighty hunters" could have brought home to me (okay, and Aggie and Wally, too), if they had not been so selfishly preoccupied with their own chattering:
Look at these tasty geese! How many meals would they have made?
Mmmmm. Turtle on the freaking Half Shell!
Instead of bagging that wild game for us, they took this nice piiiiicture of the nice pavillllllion so all the other Humans can say, "Oh, that's so pretttttttty." Hrrrumph.
Well, I can't eat "pretty," now can I, Human?