All pics.
Eating my shirt.
And my trousers.
And my shoelaces.
Wolves. Ah lubs em.
Lynx! They actually had two this year; this one was chillaxing on a platform ten feet above the ground.
The other one was pacing back and forth by the fence, no doubt wishing strongly to get at the fucking kids on the outside hollering "look, look, a big cat!".
Otters! Wheeee!
This wallaby gave me one of the funniest incidences I've had yet in a zoo. You could see he was falling asleep, as his head nodded ever closer to the ground. Then, just as his little nose touched the wet grass he woke up with a start and looked around him.
Sho tired... can't... keep... eyes... open...
Zzzzzz...
Zzzzzznore...
Huh? Who, what, where?
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