Kanga-ruse

On my way to dinner last night, what should my wondering eyes see but a miniature kangaroo ... on a leash! This is Rocko, and we met him and his doting owners at the front gate of Georgetown. When he's not bouncing around on the end of his leash, he's being carried around in a pillowcase pouch. Apparently, he "boxes" like kangaroos do, and his tail comprises half his body weight.

Pretty much every security guard was ogling over Rocko; it would have been a very opportune moment for virtually any kind of terrorist activity.

And we didn't bother to ask if it's actually LEGAL to have a pet kangaroo. Don't ask, don't tell ...