Caroline and Emma and their keepers went to the N.C. Zoo today. We came primarily to see the ocelot, and stayed for some sort of Festival de Zoo, featuring a roaming mariachi band and clown. Most of the animals didn't disappoint, but this was the first time I've seen a display ocelot just sleep - usually they pathetically pace back and forth in their too-small glass enclosure. The clown pictured here will likely be Caroline's formative image of her new irrational (but healthy) clown fear - she completely freaked out when he approached her.