It seems to be a monthly thing where a zoo animal that I know passes away either due to age or illness.
I don't WANT this to be a monthly thing. I know death happens, but it seems like it's happening all at once.
A gerenuk at the Denver zoo named Woody passed away on March first following an attempt to surgically fix his intestines that were tangled. He passed away due to shock. I had the pleasure of meeting Woody after one of his keepers saw his picture that I posted to the zoo's Facebook page. I got to go behind the scenes at the hoofstock area and I got to feed him some sweet potatoes. The're so tiny up close! He is survived by two offspring, a daughter named Blossom and a son named Stitch.
Having so many animals that I either know of or have gotten to know pass away won't stop me from visiting zoos or stop me from attempting to make such connections. It does add a little paranoia to me, like, is this the last time I'm going to get the chance to see you?
Also people who comment that zoo animals are better off dead can go fuck themselves. And please don't fuck any other human because the world doesn't need people like you. Fucking put your sorry ass to use if you don't want to see animals in captivity anymore. For fuck's sake some keepers consider the animals that they care for part of their family.
Spring break is also coming up for me, hopefully I'll be able to enjoy it. Pictures will surely come. Just as long as I don't somehow end up with my camera in the ocean.