This is the best sentence in an email that I've ever received from a professor.

...they weren't able to begin any jerboa biomechanics-xray video work because she had no extra spare adults that weren't busy having sex and trying to make babies.

Am I gonna take this dog too?

This is a PR story about FJ.

Years and years ago, FJ had some dogs.  They didn't get along with his wife or something, it's not clear, so he asked PR if he could keep them at CFS.  PR said sure, I can do that, and he put them out in the back and they would hang out with the goats and emus and stuff.  PR would take them on walks and run them and play with them because they're lonely.  They're basically his dogs, except that FJ said that he should be charged for food and stuff.  This goes on for like 3 or 4 years.  Then one day PR is driving in Cambridge with his wife, and he sees FJ walking a dog down the street.  PR yells out the window "Hey! Am I gonna take this dog to CFS too?"  FJ's all confused, like what are you talking about?  He had totally forgotten about those other dogs, and asked PR to find a nice home for them.  He gave them to a lady near CFS, and she baked him something nice for Christmas that year.

No lions, tigers, or bears.

Over lunch, PR started talking about all the different animals we used to have.  Of course we had horses, and people, and the emu, and llamas.  But we also had cheetas and coyotes.  (I think we had cheetas.  I'm not 100% sure)  To get the coyotes to run on the treadmill, they put something behind it to scare it.  At first it was a dog, but they found out it wasn't approved in the protocol, so they took a recording of the dog barking and played it at the coyote, and that worked!

PR said they were thinking about getting elephants at one point.  He told DT, "Hey, lemme know when you're gonna get the elephants, so I can get a life insurance policy."