|Spectacled owl pair at the Zoo (a bit fuzzy due to the low light)|
|Franchesca, swamp wallaby|
|Norman, front, and Annie, rear: short-beaked echidnas|
|Snot-nosed, "Spiny Norman", the echidna|
|Oh boy! Echidna slop for dinner again!|
Today I went back through the snow to the Zoo for a presentation on "How to Use Themes" which took up most of the morning. Afterwards I hiked up the hill to the African Savannah to see if the penguin chicks were on display yet (they weren't). Heading up the boardwalk I passed who I thought was Harry, the male Sumatran tiger, tucked away in the den of straw:
|Harry's new mate, Kemala—look at those gorgeous paws!|
But I was wrong! It looks like Harry's new mate, Kemala, has finally made it through quarantine (after arriving here from the zoo in Fort Wayne, Indiana) and is out on exhibit. Look at her beautiful folded paws and the expression on her face. She and I did a lot of "narrowing of the eyes" at each other and it was quite thrilling. And how did I figure out it wasn't Harry in that cave? Because this is Harry:
|Harry, the Sumatran tiger|
I found him walking around in the enclosure on the other side of the boardwalk. Harry is, as you can tell just from looking, quite a bit bigger than Kemala (whom he's looking towards in the above picture). I hope this mating goes a lot better than his last attempt and maybe there will be some cute tiger cubs in our future!
Continuing on my way to see the penguins, I passed through the African Savannah area. The only animals that I saw out on display were the white lions. I paused to watch them through the glass of the underpass for a few minutes; at one point a starling flew into their exhibit and drew the rapt attention of Lemon, one of the females:
|Lemon engaged by a starling (not visible)|
Until it flew away:
|And the starling escaped unharmed!|
|I don't know who was more intrigued, him or me!|
Eldon wasn't quite as brave, which is odd because I believe he is the most sociable of all of the penguins at the Zoo, having been completely hand-raised, but he still watched me quite closely before he decided the bucket of soapy water was much more interesting:
|Eldon, the eldest of last year's chicks|
That was my last stop for today and I headed home before the latest Snowmageddon™ hits us. Tomorrow is supposed to be our final Volunteer training class and I'll be slaving over a hot stove tonight to put something together for our end-of-term pot luck. (Ok, ok, it's more likely that Sarah is going to make some brownies and we'll be putting together a dessert. But I could have made something more elaborate. Oh, yes, I could have.) I hope the class doesn't get postponed because I am looking forward to doing some more "shadowing" over the next couple of Fridays. Also, I don't want to have to eat all of the "brownie kebobs" on my own if there's no pot luck.
But I'm willing to sacrifice for the greater good if I absolutely have to.