âWOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO--â splash! Ah, just when the morning started out so peaceful with the various herds quenching their thirst. A furry four hundred fifty-two pound of wet mass emerged from the surface of a somewhat vast water hole, gasping for air. Hurriedly making his way to the edge of the pool, Kaleo fiercely shook his mane at an attempt to dry off before proceeding to caress his rear. He grunted, âDidn't look too shallow to me...â Yikes! I should probably start judging water holes by their color. He grinned, the thought seeming to be ironic somehow; perhaps in another dimension where lions were actually judged by the color of their fur.
He shook that silly idea away and stalked back to his makeshift âdiving rock,â ready for round two. Yes, he hurt his tush but there was no way he considered that a fail. Embarrassing? A wee bit, maybe. Especially with the group of zebras snickering at him. However, he regretted nothing. Besides, he had faith in his tail not to break from that little stunt.
Many animals rolled their eyes before leaving to continue their day. Others simply ignored him, accustomed with his playful yet obnoxious behavior. Some even found it cute. The joy of youth, yes? He looked at the remaining ones who didn't mind his morning bathing routine and waved them over, eyes glinting with enthusiasm. "C'mon, guys! You're missing out!"
(Gaaahhh I had a little writer's block!)
Favorite food? I don't really have one but I've been into powdered donuts lately.