Dadisodes is not much of a TV person.  Actually, I take that back.  He does enjoy TV, but he watches, shall I say “special” programming.  On the off chance he drives the remote control, CNN will be on…for hours. Or on a Saturday night, when most are not watching TV, the History Channel will air their most obscure 17-hour long documentary on…Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Sorry.  Just thinking about it makes me to nod off.

Anyhow, something else he manages to always find are animal shows.  Not the kind where pure bred animal’s parade around on carpet, and owners brush hair and prop up butts.  I’m talking about where Bambi gently lowers himself before a babbling brook, takes a sip of water, and BAM! Simba and his pals have lunch.

To be honest, I can’t deal.  I cried watching The Lion King, and I’ve never seen the first half of Finding Nemo (Yes, they have doctors for this.  I know).   What can I say?  I’m a bit sappy.  Dadisodes, however? Not so much.

Remember this thing?  The other night, Babisodes decided to bring out this gem I introduced here weeks ago (Dadisodes gave this to her while away on business).  What the heck is that, you ask?  Don’t worry I asked the same question when I first saw it.  It’s a Road Runner, I think.

“Daddy, what do road runners eat?
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