Woodland Park Zoo
August 23, 2006

My plan today was to be the first one through the entrance, in order to race around visiting my pals before The Surging Sea Of Humanity crashed through the gates. Sadly it didn't pan out, because the employees were ten minutes late opening up. There must have been a staff meeting or something, because the animals' breakfasts were late too, so once again I saw little action except for food-scrounging. Ah well, September is nearly here.

Here are a couple of pages of pictures.

Egad, my fur, my lovely fur,
It used to be so white.
And now it's brown and blotchy.
I look an awful fright.

They tell me that it's normal
For a little Arctic Fox.
But if you'd send some hair dye,
Why, that would really rock!


 

What is this lurking in the stream?
Oh blech, it's just a carrot.
I'm getting sick of rabbit food.
I'd rather eat a parrot.

But I'll be good and crunch it down.
Just like I always do.
Ya gotta learn your manners
When you're living at this Zoo.

 

Haha, I heard you, Brother Bear.
You said you'd eat a bird.
Alas that is not possible.
Hey, this is what I heard.

If we were in the Wild, we'd feast
On rodents, salmon, trout.
But here they do not want us to
Be grossing children out.

 

Please let me introduce myself.
I'm Falcon, Peregrine.
A stately and a pretty bird -
I'm always on the scene.

I bet you didn't know I'm blind.
Sometimes it is a pain.
From time to time I wish that I
Could use a big white cane.

 

Do you folks know what it is like
To perch here every day?
And get stared at by everyone
Who walks along this way?

It gives me quite a complex
(Tho' I'm a handsome guy).
So maybe I'll just stare at you
With my eagle eye.

 

I am the lookout for the food.
And when I see it come,
I'll let the others know by shouting
Out a big "Oh! Yum!"

And then I'll have to scramble down
And out of this here tree.
I surely hope those pals of mine
Have saved some grub for me.

  Heehee, I found these yummy yams
Hidden with some care.
If I eat fast and chow them down,
I will not have to share.

You say that is not nice of me?
I'm sorry that you're sad.
First come, first served; that is the rule.
And if you're late, too bad.
  Oh hi, how are you? Eating? Me?
What makes you think I'd dare?
You say there's food upon my lip?
Hmm, how did that get there?

Yes, I confess I spied a yam,
Just lying on the ground.
I ate it cuz I didn't see
Anyone around. :\
  Hey look, here is another yam.
I'm in a silly mood.
And sometimes when I feel this way,
I like to play with food.

Y'know, I've heard some food is smoked,
Like oysters, salmon, ham.
Heh, look at me and you will see
I'm trying to smoke yam.

 

I've seen you watching me a lot.
You really like this place.
So just for you, I think I'll make,
My very cutest face.

Oh hurry up, I'm keeping still.
For just a minute more.
And then I'm off to find my perch.
It's over near the door.

 
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