I was taking a brisk walk along Rock Creek yesterday morning, just skirting the zoo, when I spotted the Andean bear cubs playing around in their exhibit. My brisk walk through the woods because a brisk walk into the zoo and a long time standing, enchanted, in front of their enclosure.
Early on a chilly Sunday morning, I was their only admirer. A kind zookeeper passing by called one of the cubs to approach the front of the exhibit: “Come and pose!” she said, and, by golly, the cub did!
I exclaimed about the cub’s cuteness, and she told me that he’s in fact “a terror” and a spoiled brat.
“But he’s so cute, I’m sure he gets away with it,” I said, taking pictures like mad.
“Yeah. That’s true across species, isn’t it?” she said, smiling wryly, and walked on.
(P.S. - Expect a post or two involving the winners of the Charismatic Macrofauna battle, the small-clawed otters, in the next couple of days.)
Early on a chilly Sunday morning, I was their only admirer. A kind zookeeper passing by called one of the cubs to approach the front of the exhibit: “Come and pose!” she said, and, by golly, the cub did!
I exclaimed about the cub’s cuteness, and she told me that he’s in fact “a terror” and a spoiled brat.
“But he’s so cute, I’m sure he gets away with it,” I said, taking pictures like mad.
“Yeah. That’s true across species, isn’t it?” she said, smiling wryly, and walked on.
(P.S. - Expect a post or two involving the winners of the Charismatic Macrofauna battle, the small-clawed otters, in the next couple of days.)
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3 comments:
There's something in his eyes that signals "spoiled brat." HA!
Smiling in the first photo and giving us the back paw, which looks remarkably like a human foot, in the last. Nice narrative flow.
What a self-satisfied little imp of a bear!
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