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We've been having a great time in Bellingham, but planned to head to Seattle to meet up with my buddies from college. So



It was a long weekend of good

I also met up with a friend from high school - gotta









I wore the crazy





There was also a little girl who had her face painted like a tiger! Adorable! (Her mother didn't want me
to take her photo, so what could I do, I understand. But






There were other exciting animals - my favorite, the penguins who play and swim and bicker and argue like a group of argumentative tuxedo-wearing children. Then zebras and antelope on the African plains, wallabies and emus in the AustralAsia area, a HUGE komodo dragon, meerkat villages, all that.
But one of the most exciting things was seeing the giraffes moved from one area to another!
There are special feeding times at the zoo, as well as ways to raise extra funds to care for the animals. (I'll get to that in a moment.) At 3 PM, it's time to feed the giraffes. People can pay a special fee and go to a separate area to feed the giraffes. They don't feed them much, just some leaves. But the giraffes seem to like it, and they were happily munching on the leaves that were waved at them.
After all the people who paid to feed the giraffes had their turn, it was time for the giraffes to return to their large enclosure. The giraffe crossing!!! The giraffes are used to this, so they turned around and lined up at the gate, similar to well-behaved children after lunch and ready for recess. The giraffes waited patiently while the zoo crew hustled all of us, the zoo guests, behind webbing barriers. Then the large outer gates were opened, and connected left to right, making an enclosed corridor so the giraffes won't escape. Then the inner gates are opened, and the giraffes placidly walk from the small to the large enclosure, gracefully and slowly striding across the road like ten foot tall fashion models, regally gazing over the fence at the huge audience gathered on both sides of their private runway. It was amazing!!!! Definitely a highlight!!!!
I also visited the keas, which are alpine parrots from New Zealand. They're really feisty birds with sharp beaks that look more like claws or talons!!! They also eat meat as well as fruits and vegs, and walk around making piercing cries rather than the usual parrot squawking.
More animals, another ride on the carousel, and it was almost time for the zoo to close. I peeked in the gift shop, and saw all the beautiful stuffed animals. Plush zoo animals. The same kinds of animals that trophy hunters kill and process and hang on their wall.
So I had the brilliant idea of posing with the TOY animals as my trophies. I'm trying to come up with a hashtag to start a Facebook campaign against killing exotic animals as trophies - like #letthemlive or something. Anyway, I had fun taking selfies with all the plush toy animals, and the store employees thought it was quite funny but a great idea. I also did this in Thailand, rather than visiting the "pet the baby tiger" places where the tigers really aren't treated well.
While part of me loves visiting the animals at the zoo, part of me thinks they should be able to run free in their native environment. The Seattle zoo has won awards for having large spacious enclosures, plenty of room for the animals, and environments that mimic the homeland of the animals. But I still would rather see the animals running free and safe.
Safe. That's the key part. When animals are lured off the protected reserves to be shot and killed as trophies, they're no longer safe. No longer protected. They're betrayed by human greed and a need to prove something. (I don't know what, I only kill mosquitoes.) So we need zoos and reserves and protected areas where the animals are kept safe and secure. And alive. Various species are almost extinct in the wild, and at some point in time, probably in my lifetime, certain animals will ONLY exist in zoos. In many ways, zoos have become the protectors of these wonderful creatures.
So yes, I support zoos. I visit zoos. I hope to get to Africa and volunteer with orphaned cheetahs and other big cats.
But until then, I will visit zoos.
And if you're on Facebook, please join our no-kill-no-trophies campaign!!!
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