"Dude, have you seen my lion?"
"Your lion? No idea. Have you looked for it?"
"Yeah, I can't find it anywhere. It's not on the front hall table or under the couch or anywhere."
"Huh. I'm sure it'll turn up."
The best part is that there seems to be the implication that people are making this up because nobody has actually gotten a photo of it. This is totally ridiculous because I looked through a bunch of photos on the digital camera and and that fucking lion has been everywhere, eating all our steak and ruining our shots. Get a life, lion dude.
Here she is in Carytown cutting in line at the Byrd in Carytown:
And here she is at the library where I work (stalk much, Elsa?)
And here she is scoping out the real estate in Oregon Hill:
And seriously, I don't even remember seeing her on the trail during this ride, but she managed to get in the shot:
(Glad I can ride fast!)
Later on she completely ruined this photo:
And OMG, get the hell away from my cookies, LION:
I'm so over this asshole.
(special thanks to my honey for his photo skillz!)