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I was induced to skive off this afternoon by a sweet [livejournal.com profile] marzipan_pig who called me at work (making a poor postdoc come look for me on another floor!) and proposed a zoo outing before the zoo closed at 6. Bus trouble meant we arrived at the zoo at 5:30, but the admission cashier said they didn't kick people out until 7. We took full advantage.

In the tropical house: Poisonous bushmaster snake, resting calmly coiled, and jewel-toned ball pythons balanced compactly on a branch. Toucans! Most so small, nothing like the Froot Loops mascot. And a spangled somebirdy, cerulean-blue wet-looking feathers on a dark background, with deep purple wings and a fuchsia throat patch; the female was tastefully brown.

No jagulars, no siamangs. Red-ruffed lemurs, with long full cat-tails all of black. We couldn't see the bulging yellow eyes. A duiker resting quietly, a jaded zoo specimen maybe not so "deeply secretive" as others of its species. Squirrels.

Highly active tapirs of the crepuscule! One walking laps, coming very close to the glass observation wall, the other in the outdoor section right below the wall, where [livejournal.com profile] marzipan_pig could play gentle tugging games with the tapir and the vine it was munching. As we were leaving, it vocalized, a startling squeal like a balloon losing air through its stretched neck.

One tiger, wandering tautly down to the blind spot where the wall is too high to see it. A coughing growl! Wow. As we wandered away, the family we'd been running into for a while called, "He came back up!" so we went back, and saw the male tiger coming back out -- then the female too! Now -1 tigers in the blind spot. Both were beautiful, and the other family's waving and shouts of "hey Tonetta" got the female's attention for a moment, so we got an unusual full-face view of her. She had a sweet little wobbly belly like my lapcats.

Out the gate and down to the bus stop, past zoo banners and gorgeous mosaic-barked pines, to the bus stop with the animal silhouettes and footprints. Then dinner, then home. A good trip.

Date: 2006-09-01 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marzipan-pig.livejournal.com
The tug was amazing: apparently I had previously known neither how to feel Ma Tapir's snoute pulling against my hand nor how to recognize her joyful call.

Squeal!

Date: 2006-09-01 08:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eub.livejournal.com
like a balloon losing air through its stretched neck

Exactly!

Date: 2006-09-05 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marzipan-pig.livejournal.com
For those who are not able to visit tapirs in their proper habitat, a recording:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U534XsQfFFc

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