Today is all about watching the weather and praying for those in the path of Isaac. Will New Orleans be devastated again? Let's all pray that, that doesn't happen.
"Watch it Maria! I told you to stay off my back!" Antonio demanded as he side-stepped and continued forward.
"Why do you always have to be so rude?" The dark-haired woman asked.
"Why do you always have to be so 'you?' " He returned quickly.
"You're a beast!" She harrumphed and split away from the rest of the group.
"Maria, get back here!" Antonio ordered. There was a note of worry in his voice that wasn't lost on the rest of the people circling around him.
"Why don't you tell her how you feel?" An older lady with gray-streaked hair asked curiously.
"If I tell her how I feel then she will have a power over me that I won't be able to control." He answered simply as he threw the stick he'd been carrying to the ground in anger and frustration.
"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard." A tall, thin man retorted with a derisive snort.
"Just look at how you jump to Consuela's tune." Antonio sneered.
"I don't 'jump' to anyone's tune, son. I respond to the love others show me. Why can't you see that?" Pablo asked plaintively.
"If that's love, I don't want any part of it, Papa." Antonio spat-out as he quickened his pace. Maria was headed down a dangerous path and he had to get to her before...
"Arggggggg! Help!" Came Maria's terrified scream.
"Maria, where are you? I'm coming!" Antonio yelled as he took-off running. As he crashed through the brush he ran right into Maria's trembling back.
The gorilla standing before them growled, roared and pounded his chest with huge, powerful paws. "Rarrrrrrr!!!!!!!"
"Wow, I'm glad he's behind bars." Juan said with a giggle as he Crashed into the clearing behind them. "I love the zoo!"