It was so much more than nice.
It was the best time I've ever had at a zoo ~ and, again, I enjoy zoos, so I have had really good times at zoos before. First, it's a good zoo. The enclosures are appropriate. The animals are healthy and well cared for. None of them seem depressed or anxious (or drugged to avoid seeming depressed and anxious). The weather forecast was correct: ideal, with a chance of perfect. We arrived early enough that the holiday weekend crowds were just building as we were wrapping up. And, of course, the company was unparalleled.
Do you see how alert this leopard is? Almost as if he is hunting...
Just outside the fence, but in his immediate line of sight, is this:
|Also known as "lunch"|
Then there were the otters, that made us all mushy and romantical and shit.
But we got over that with the addition of actual shit:
There's a large pond in the middle of the zoo. Turtles and ducks galore. Every protuberance had at least one turtle sunning itself.
We bought turtle food and Lithus had a chat.
There were bears:
And gators, of course:
But perhaps the highlight of the day was the giraffes. See, Lithus has never seen a giraffe, up close and in person. Only ever pictures and video.
|Learning pictures don't do them justice...|
|...but you gotta take 'em anyway!|
In fact, it was such a perfect day, that we did something we hardly ever do; we bought a souvenir ~
|His name is ZeeGee|
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.