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 .


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.


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



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


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



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.


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.


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



Under the sea are these amazing creatures called seahorses and sea dragons.  The Oklahoma City Zoo doesn’t have any sea dragons, but they have some gorgeous seahorses.


I could stand there and watch them all day, and I would, too, if there were fans blowing the air around inside the Aquaticus. It’s so stuffy and still and warm in there I can never stay as long as I’d like. And these pretties lure me back no matter how stifling the building is.


They drift along, meeting up and wrapping their tails around one another, or anchoring themselves to the same link in the chains.

I imagine they gather on stoops to pass along the juiciest bits of gossip.

“Did you hear that Cooper over there has a pouch full of babies?”

“No, really?  Awww, someone’s gonna be a dad!”

“Well, I think we have quite enough seahorses in here!”

“Myrtle, you never want more seahorses.”

“And why should I?  Do you know how baby seahorses are made? Do you?”

Henry and Abby chuckle, their eyes meeting and parting shyly. Henry also has a pouch of seahorse babies, but they weren’t ready to share the news just yet. It was their first time, after all.




Gertie is the peahen that follows me all over the zoo when I visit. She’s there to greet me when I visit the adorable flamingos, and sits beside me when I rest in Grandmother’s Porch. She leads the way past the lakeside exhibits and attempts to lure me into the vacated Bear Exhibit.

The OKC Zoo didn’t get rid of the bears, they gave them a much nicer place, with trees and ponds and toys, up along the Oklahoma Trails Exhibit.

Speaking of which, Gertie follows me along that path, too, but she gets impatient, and waits for me down in the snack pavilion. We are both disappointed that the River Bend Snack bar no longer serves giant soft pretzels or corndogs. She doesn’t go into the Canopy Cafe, so no more sharing bits of giant soft pretzel with her there. The Lakeside cafe still has corndogs, and I think she was more excited about that than I was!  She loves the cornbread bits so much she flies up to the trash cans and steals corndog sticks out of it. Because I don’t think the sticks are good for her, I trade her bits of real corndog for the stick and make sure the trash is secured so she can’t get into it for more sticks.

I know.  She probably hates me for that.

But she still follows me around anyway, so maybe she doesn’t hate me that much.