Sometimes I have the best job in the world. Last week I went to the Rocky Ridge Animal Refuge, a magical place where minotaurs roam, lions lay with lambs and oversized rodents snuggle with wee pups. (Okay, so Lurch was actually a watusi, and now, only his spirit roams. But he did have some record-breaking horns. And the lions are actually pit-bulls and the lambs are usually rabbits, but you get the point. And Cheesecake, the capybara, really does raise puppies. That part I’m not even exaggerating.)
I made lots of fun friends, such as Barcode the zebra, with his smart stripes and his penchant for nuzzling your shoulder. And Disco, the sweetly staggering pig. (In less-happy days, severe abuse led to Disco’s neurological disorder.) There was a trio of adorable miniature donkeys with the softest fur imaginable, a writhing mass of puppy-love, and a water buffalo named Wade who followed me around and lathered me with licks. (One lick = jeans soaked to skin, from knee to thigh).
You can read about my adventures here. More pictures after the jump.
When I was in Austin for South by Southwest, Little Rock native Jeff Nichols met me at Thunderbird, his neighborhood coffee shop, to chat about his third film. Mud opened nationwide last Friday.
And in case you’re wondering what a boy from Briggsville sounds like, check out Jacob Lofland’s twang. (Jacob plays Neckbone in Mud.)