A Business of Ferrets

My mom and stepdad stopped by for a few hours this afternoon. We hit West Cliff again to see if we could spot any otters closer to shore than the otters we saw on Monday. Happily, a couple fuzzy critters were there, swimming around, being adorable.

On Monday my mom had informed me that a group of otters is called a "raft." I've always loved the nomeclature associated with groups of fauna, from "a parliament of owls" to "a murder of crows," so I decided to turn to the world wide interweb to find a few more. Here are my top five new ones:

1. A business of ferrets.
2. A crash of rhinos.
3. A tower of giraffes.
4. An unkindness of ravens.
5. A shrewdness of apes.

(All from this page.)

On an unrelated note, here's a conversation between Becky and me earlier:

C: Have I been especially infuriating lately?
B: No, you've just been completely spacey.

And she's right! This whole Spring Break (Steve Holt!) has been one big mental nap for me. Here's hoping I wake up in time to resume trying to be a grad student.