|By 2 pm most of the denizens of the zoo were up from their |
We arrived at a little before noon. Most of the sensible animals were down for naps in the Midwest, midday heat. Up and about were we humans ... and the primates. What does that say about us? Mad dogs and Englishmen out in the noonday sun? Perhaps.
I wish I could relax like Red Pandas, hanging limp as dishrags from high up in trees.
There was one diva among the flying foxes, spreading wings for all to see and admire, turning this way and that, while the rest tried to sleep on and ignore their preening neighbor.
Now, I know that these are hard times financially for many people and organizations. Zoos need sponsors. But, I have to say, I did a double take at the Bob Evans petting zoo. Does that seem like a conflict of interest to anybody else???
|Really? Petting zoo sponsored by a restaurant chain?|