More Arkansas, Please
So there I was, sleeping peacefully at the bottom of my tank, and in runs Dr. Bates.
"C’mon Zip. It’s going to be a busy day!"
It was 6 AM. Crustaceans need their beauty sleep, you know. I was barely able to get my thorax off the ground, but Dr. B was rushing out the door urging me to follow her. Grudgingly, I followed.
Fortunately, we went to Starbucks first.
I needed a Venti with a couple of shots of espresso added for good measure.
Once I stopped creaking at the joints, we headed off to Dr. B’s office.
Whee!! I loved riding the wheelchair.
Then she let me do some doctoring. I never can decide between Chromic Gut and Vicryl.
License? Who needs a license? I was hoping to assist on a Brazilian Lift thingy, but Dr. B didn’t let me help.
Who is that masked lobster? Hey, once I met the Sturgeon General!!!!
Botox, anyone?
After a full morning of cutting a suturing, I got real hungry.
So we got some more Bar-B-Q. Yeah! I got to wear a bib with a pig on it!
Then Dr. B took me on the town.
"Statehouse?" I thought you said "steakhouse!" I did eat well in Arkansas.
Nice statue. They stand so still! Is it Botox??
Then we went to the Zoo.
Hey! What is this? So many flamingos, you’d think we were in New Jersey!
Big turtle just stood there. Another Botox victim…
Don’t be so coy with me! Dang, I am funny.
Then we went on the "Over the Jumps" Merry-Go-Round:
Hi Ho Silver! Away!!!
You think I am done? Not even close! I told you Dr. B was a party animal! Just wait to see which ex-president I tried to visit…
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