Dear J-
As much as we go to the Zoo you’d think we’d realize that the animals are watching us as much as we’re watching them. The large predatory ones in particular have some thoughtful expressions as we pass by, and so we make it a point to say hi to them as though by familiarity they’ll conclude that we’re not particularly tasty.
It has been a peculiarly long day if not completely fruitless; any day I get to see big cats is not wasted, and it’s the first day of the vacation I’m taking to eat up the remainder of my at-risk hours. I’ll tell you this, though: the days keep getting shorter and shorter as we rush towards the next weekend and the attendant time contraction/contradiction of Christmas.
Mike
11 January 2012 at 6:53 am |
I’ve taken a page out of your book and started going to the Zoo here in Toronto. We bought a family pass and I think that it is one of the best decisions we have ever made. We have our favourites (for me it is the polar bears) but every once in a while taking a different path through can reveal some surprising new or different things. For instance, when we were there this past weekend, I finally saw the huge tank of fresh water cichlids full of colour and unified motion. I was mesmerized and I think that so too was Clara!