A large silver back male lay on a large rock in the enclosure built to look all natural with concrete rocks and bluffs they could not climb.
The females ran back and forth in front of the "bluff" trying to get the new male's attention. He lay with his back toward them facing the crowd with his purple and white striped sheet close to him. The rock had warmed in the sun and napping was on the silver back's mind.
Many people gathered to watch since there had been quite a media splash about his arrival. He lay forlorn and lost looking. His amber eyes focused on nothing as he kept rearranging his sheet over his body.
Our eyes met and in that moment I knew he was far from home, uncertain, scared but he would not let those on either side of his enclosure see this. He made a sound as if he were disgusted with the entire lot of us and covered his head to sleep.
a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Monday, February 4, 2013
Friday, April 3, 2009
The Memphis Zoo
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