My Life as Mrs Mc: Homecoming

I went to the zoo earlier this month with a bunch of colleagues. It’s been YEARS since I last went to see the animals (or now, their offspring and newer generations, rather). The polar bears I met during my primary school visit would have died of heat, or boredom since there’s hardly space for them to swim and roam freely. Forget about born-free giraffes and zebras acing across grasslands. All the animals look pretty lethargic (esp the pony which walked the same track n times a day with varying loads on its back), except for the squirrels which won’t stop doing the cartwheel. Good thing is, they are well-fed and spared of the animal food chain.

I saw a giraffe with a big head. I wasn’t really happy with what I saw cuz that’s not what I’ve seeing on tv, postcards… then my colleague immediately reminded me that my head’s pretty big too. He’s so darn right! Anyway, he is the most irritating person I have ever seen at a zoo. He never failed to attract the attentions of the orangutans, chimps, ostrich… squashing and cracking his mineral water bottle; tapping on the glass to drive up the snake…leaving no animals spared (except for the tigers and lions). But when we needed to capture the front shots of animals, he would be of great help!

Watching elephants chewing on coconuts while they were peeing and poo-ing was a joy. Of course, I had to visit my favourite, now world-famous, human-eating white tigers. Unfortunately, they weren’t performing (eating humans) that day. We also brought our animals along for cultural exchange.