Ja haben wir keine Bananen

When it's too early in the morning after a long day and night of grading papers, going to meetings, going to more meetings, teaching classes, and eating donut holes, it's no sense trying to make sense, so I won't. What do you do with a pack of dogs that won't run, a flock that won't fly, a colony of ants that seems to be distracted by the glow of a distant object? Dogs aren't dogs at that point, nor birds birds, and ants will disappear like the bees are doing. Curious times.