16-year-old male mandrill "Pablo", 10-year-old "Zora" and their four-week-old baby play in their enclosure on March 20, 2009 at Munich's zoo Tierpark Hellabrunn.Click on the picture to make it bigger.
16-year-old male mandrill "Pablo", 10-year-old "Zora" and their four-week-old baby play in their enclosure on March 20, 2009 at Munich's zoo Tierpark Hellabrunn.
What a lovely family portrait. I hope their enclosure is bigger than it looks from that angle, though.
Yeah, these photographs remind me of how interesting zoos can be (animals) and also a big reason why I don't want to visit them (what they are given as habitat). But these guys are like a GAP ad or something.I did meet an elephant in the street once, in Copenhagen in the cold.
Zoos are a mixed bag, I suppose - not as worthy as wildlife reserves (or indeed open land), but sometimes playing a crucial role in keeping species alive. How marvellous, to meet an elephant on the street! Was it accompanied? I met one in a field once. It was part of a circus and my heart almost broke for it.
Well it's the bear in a pit vibe, you know? I saw some video of a cow who had somehow found its way into a lion's enclosure, and the lion just looked at it. If anything, the lion looked slightly threatened by its wobbliness in such a small space. It's gone wrong when it comes to that. The elephant was part of some party fun for a bunch of Danish hiphoppers, who fed it bananas and took mobile phone pics of themselves standing beside it. It was 1 am in the Copenhagen winter. I was cycling past on the other side of a wide road, just happened to turn my head. "That's an elephant" I thought. I cycled for another few minutes before I realised I had to go back.
Lucky you didn't meet the elephant I met, because it would have bumped you gently off your bike and cycled off on it. In circles.
The elephant I met was ruthless. It was all about the bananas. All about the bananas.
That sounds like me, except for the elephantness. Years ago I often wore a hoody with a print of Warhol's banana on the front, and I ate so many bananas it became quite the theme. The looks I got from shopkeepers - they must have thought me a fruit fetishist. It's more that they just taste great, and they remind me of my banana-lovin' extended primate family. (That's me trying to get back on topic.)
Oh we like to veer wildly off topic around here. That's where the pleasure is. Yes now, bananas are a deep topic. I have eaten bananas in all manner of ripenesses, but you know when you find a banana in that perfect state of zen-ripeness? That is very very good indeed. Bananas used to be a huge feature of my life. Less so, lately. I think you can get too much of a good thing.Also, gorillas kill things and eat them.
Perfect zen-bananas are all too rare. Maybe my standards have slipped (on a metaphorical banana peel). I eat them anyway. That reminds me, I must go foraging. Grocery shopping.