We Feed All Animals

A frequent scene around our household involves the constant feeding of anything animal. My gal is soooo terribly concerned w/ these plastic/stuffed animals' well-being that I'm wholly convinced she will grow up to be a world-renown veterinarian. Or an old lady w/ 392 cats.



Course, she told me yesterday that she wants to be a fire hydrant when she grows up. Shoot for the moon, girlfriend ;-)



Though I did get a glimmer of hope that my bright-eyed offspring may be privy to a future w/ a fancy title behind her name when she was given this fine toy:



It's an ANIMAL HOSPITAL - complete w/ everything you need to care for your plastic animals. And Anna's hospital clearly does not discriminate - species of all shapes and sizes were accepted:



And my gal worked herself to sleep, trying fitfully to see every last patient. How philanthropic she is!