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Catching Up

I didn’t get a chance to visit the zoo last weekend (chores – they just get in the way), but I haven’t yet shared the critter gossip from the week before that.

The flamingos hatched their eggs and the babies are wherever the zoo stashes babies until they are allowed back out again. The flock is busy with post-egg bonding .

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Some have decided the new hedges to prevent people from getting too close are just delicious! Mostly, it’s the girls who eat the hedges. Here we have three young lady flamingos gossiping over a good nibble. The hedges prevented me from seeing which three ladies were entertaining themselves at the hedge.

Down the trail, the meercats were sunning themselves, getting a bit toasty on the tummy.

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The wallabys preferred to shelter from the sun in some nice shade. Clever, eh?

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The black bears enjoy the heat with a soak in their above ground pool.

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The otters don’t care how hot it is – they have the nicest play pool, they think.

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The seahorses argue that their water paradise is better, with chains and lovely anchor rocks and more. The otters find it lacking as it has no slide or above water napping nests.

To each their own pleasures.

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This lizard isn’t interested in water, just moisture, and thinks seahorses and otters could learn the joys of sunning from him. This is a message he clearly wants spread.

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I hope to make it out to the zoo this weekend, with camera and book.

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My Flamingos

OK, they aren’t really my flamingos, but I make sure to visit them every time I go to the zoo. Not only are they bright and colorful (and close to the entrance), but the longer I’ve watched them, the more admirable I find them.

None of this is probably true for wild flamingos, but the flock at the OKC Zoo is special.

There used to be a lovely older flamingo I named Philomena. She had arthritis and walked stiffly, but the flamingos always made sure to include her, to make sure she wasn’t left behind, and she often acted as a sentinel for them, alerting them to treats and interesting activities.

In watching her, I noticed just how much the flamingos cared for one another. One way they showed their care was in their game of “Marco Polo”.  When one flamingo got distracted and wandered away from the flock, and realized it was alone, it would stop, and cry “I’m here!” The other flamingos would respond “There you are!” They would start walking towards one another, the lone one crying “Marco!” and the flock responding “Polo!” until they were united.

Marco  “Marco!”

Polo  “Polo!”

“Hey, Herbie, we missed you!”

“Say, Herbie, you get any good eats?”

“Jane! so glad to see you!”

“Fred!”

“Betty!”

“George!”

“Hey, there’s food in our tray!”

And they’d all turn to the tray behind the pond and head over to eat.

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Gertie, the peahen, would bob her head and follow, hoping for snackies.

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I love how the flamingos care for one another.