Zookeepers get asked a lot of questions. It’s part of the job, and honestly one of my favorite things.
Yesterday morning I was bent over unclogging a tube in the bog turtle rearing exhibit. I heard a family approach the fence, and the mom began reading the graphics aloud to her young son.
“Looking into this exhibit, you may be looking into the future of bog turtle conservation…”
The little boy looked at me through the peeking window and said “Are you real?”
I assured him that I was. His eyes got huge as he took the words on the graphics to heart.
“Are you from the future?”
If Santa can break the space/time continuum, why couldn’t a zookeeper? We are made of magic and cat hair.
My forefinger. Check out that expression! the eyes look white, but that’s because the pupils are contracted. At night, they dilate, and those eyes are solid black!