Found this little guy at the Ghetto Zoo this past Friday. Let me explain—Karen and I had the opportunity to go to the zoo in Kansas City for free. I figured I'd be able to get a couple of decent animal photos.

On the drive out, I made mention of this particular zoo's colloquial name—the Ghetto Zoo. Contrary to popular belief, this nickname is not based on its placement in the city, but rather the zoo's rather rundown and shabby feel. Yes, I do know that this nickname isn't the nicest, and probably shouldn't be mentioned in polite company. Needless to say, I didn't give the zoo its nickname.

Karen thought I was being unusually critical of the zoo until we got back around to the performing seals. There were seven seals; of these, three or four were blind, another couple were deaf, and I believe there may have been one healthy one in the bunch.

We didn't stay much past that point.

The past month has brought several amazing storms through the area, most of which happened during the middle of the night. A few of these storms brought with them clouds that begged to be photographed. I, of course, didn't happen to have my camera with me at the time. Alas, Fates, you are cruel to me. This photo is from the end of May, right after I returned from New York.

Entered in the PhotoFriday clouds challenge.

P.S. The statue is holding a shovel, not relieving itself.