Anything for a Bite of Green

At The Zoo, the resident herd of giraffes are very well fed, and quite loved and pampered. So it is not from hunger that on occasion I have seen one doing this when there are no visitors on grounds...It's just because they're orally fixated!

Isn't this what long necks are for? But long legs certainly don't make this so easy. To be this close and see them do it is surreal. They are such gentle beings.

Worship at the Church of the Orally Fixated

A ways back I may have mentioned that there is a young giraffe at the zoo who always sports a mohawk. It looks like someone put hair gel down his mane from the crown of his head allll the way down that really long neck. It sticks straight up, day after day.

Then I heard about the Auntie who apparently has deemed herself his hairdresser. Keeper stories abound about this comical turn of events. But then the other day I saw one who looks much shorter doing this to a taller one. Perhaps the tables have turned. Take a look.




You'll notice that the one being groomed is ALSO licking the tall fence post that surrounds the habitat. When you think about it, it's pretty normal behavior for them. In the wild they'd be using that long dark tongue to tear off leaves from the tree tops and pull them to their back teeth to chew. They probably had to graze all day long, because you never know when the next tree will come along... But at the zoo, they get their food from their keepers, regularly so... no one goes hungry. And yet basic instincts like these don't just disappear. Now, it seems to serve to pass the time, and much to my amusement! Here's all that a little closer up.




So funny. I will be sure to ask the keeper about this again to see if I have my facts straight when I go to the zoo this week to volunteer.

More of the Baby Giraffe

He's grown taller since I took this, but here is a little look at the newest baby giraffe at the zoo, back by popular demand! Here he was only about 24 days old and darling darling darling.



Today he's a few months older, and very much taller. And more news-- there's another giraffe who is expecting. She'll deliver anytime between Fall and January -- yes, their gestation is so long it's that big a window for a due date. There have been sonograms on the mother and the baby is in there, though you can barely tell to look at her. I attribute it to their long legs... or the fact that the mother's belly is so far above my head that it's an optical illusion, LOL. Could you imagine if the doctor gave human parents to be a 6 mo. Window for a due date???!

What a Treat.

Oh, yes it was. The day after I posted that there was a new baby giraffe born at the zoo (click here to read) I got to go in and say hello up close. Really, how lucky can a Naturegirrrl get?

At the start of the little vid below you can see him standing in his little pen, part from the adults, who you can clearly see a are quite a bit larger than he is. His dad is 17 feet tall, and the baby is only 5'9 (STILL, that's a few inches taller than me!).  The giraffes you see behind him are not the tallest ones in the group.

Keep in mind, that I was able to get this close by virtue of what I do with the zoo.  They are very careful to protect these animals as well as the people that visit them. 

I had an amazing day today at the Wildlife Rehab Center feeding the tiniest baby .... well, I don't want to spoil it. Please stop back tomorrow and see.

If you could visit up close with a baby animal, which would it be?

Baby Luv!

Twenty five days ago, a new baby giraffe was born at the zoo. Hmmph! Apparently, My BOYFRIEND has been busy reproducing! Actually it was suspected that one of the females was pregnant for months but until the keepers could get a good ultrasound no one could be sure.

The full gestation period is about 14-15 months. Ladies, can you imagine? I visited the mother around Thanksgiving time and looked at her tummy up close. Though the baby she was carrying had indeed been conceived close to a year before, she just didn't look like it. I tried to picture a that long baby neck and 4 even longer, delicate legs and how they could possibly be folded up inside of her. It just didn't look much different than the soon-to-be-auntie's figure who stood beside her back then. So I was amazed as well as delighted to see this little one enjoying the sun for the first time yesterday morning.

I offer you this rather fuzzy picture, as I was just a little too far... but I saw this perfect profile shot and snapped it.

This is the baby with his keeper, so you can get an idea of just how tall he is... I'd say she is at least 5'7". (I just looked it up and he's 5' 9 1/2 and 110 lbs -- the stats of a supermodel to be sure!)






At the same time, he is just so small compared to the one year old baby from last year, let alone the grown ups! He doesn't even match the full length of the legs of the giraffe's surrounding him.



Here's a little better view of the size difference between the new baby and an adult female on the right.

How adorable is that???


WELCOME TO THE WORLD!!!!!

Animal Healing

My sister is here for Thanskgiving. It's her favorite holiday. Holidays have not been the easiest for her in recent years. I wanted to do something that would make this a very very good one. Once we got her bags settled into the guest room, we went to the park with some nuts and I parked us right in the middle of an area with tall trees that's heavily populated with wild squirrels.

At first we only found one, then two, but --as it always does in the animal world --word spread. Little heads were popping out of hollows and up from behind rocks. They began climbing down tree trunks and skampered up from all directions. We sat there in bliss, handing out nuts as fast as we could. She was amazed, as most people are, at how gentle they are in taking a nut from your hands, and how they do NOT bite, though each one has their own style.


I was hoping that she'd earn the confidence of the one or two who put their little paws on your hand, but she did one better. One started to crawl up on her knee and kept coming back until he was quite comfortable sitting there. I snapped a few pix for her to have forever, as it's a really special experience to earn the trust of these charming but skittish creatures.

As we were leaving I said, "If I ever get blue, this is where I go and it completely disappears."

By 2:30 we were at the zoo where I'd arranged for private visits to feed the meerkats and the giraffes. All I can say is, the look of pure joy radiated from her face, and, this Thanksgiving, I could not be more grateful for that. She looks beautiful, does she not?

My tall handsome boyfriend the giraffe that I wrote about here even gave my sis a long nuzzle. (though he immediately made it up to me by having a love fest in front of my approving husband!).

I have seen the roughest, toughest brutes reduced to a puddle over a puppy, and I often see the homeless buying a cheap bag of peanuts in the shell or a loaf of bread so they can go around the park feeding the birds, squirrels, the chicken (yes, there's a lone black hen in the park, a story I have yet to tell), the nutrias and the ducks and geese. I have seen that no matter what the creature -- be it a mole rat, a tarantula or a warthog, there are people who absolutely think they are the prettiest, most wonderful, loveable thing on the planet, and are devoted to them.

What is it about the power animals have to bring out our most innocent, open, loving selves, give our lives meaning in our care for them and banish any sadnesses from our hearts?

A Moment for Giraffe Appreciation

I loaded a few things before I left so I could post them while away if I could get to a computer. I took a little video of this one year old baby girl last weekend while I took my friends and their kids to a special feeding. There's no great story behind it, just my way of inviting you to join me in my appreciation of these sweet beasts. There is one point she raises her head and my camera tilts way up... Reminds you how tall she is and how much taller she's destined to be-- her daddy's almost 18 feet high!

I'm in Love!

Again. Used to be with Jonathan, the Zoo's very handsome lion, and though I'm still sweet on him, for the last 8 months or so I've been charmed away by the big, tall male giraffe. I've a huge crush on him and it seems like my affections are returned. In fact, I've been positively encouraged by him, I'm convinced of it. He pays me a lot of attention when I'm on the sidewalk, bats his huge brown eyes at me, and follows me until he can't see anymore (and at his height, that's a long way). Though in reality he's probably interested in a lot of folks, I'm in denial and am quite sure WE have a special relationship. Today was further proof of it.

The zoo was in dire need of help after the hurricane, so I went to pitch in for a few hours. There is just so much to do at home and so many others to help, but I'd been especially worried about the giraffes at 3 and 4 am when that storm was RAGING, wondering how they were getting through it. Their only shelter is a tall but narrow wooden house -- all they really need most of the time. But with 100 MPH winds, I could not imagine how they'd fare. I was so glad to see all five of them were there, with no injuries, happily watching their crew of humans tidying up their back yard.
I ended up helping rake and clear their habitat since I couldn't find anyone in carnivores. It did my heart good to be near them. Once I got close enough, my new boyfriend put his big face down to mine and got nose to nose with me. He stayed there breathing through his soft nostrils. His keeper, thinking I might be unnerved, said he might just want to smell me but I knew different.

He licked me and kept his face there for so long I felt forced to tear myself away so I would not look like I was slacking. I moved along, but he kept finding me. He's irresistible! I had to pet his face and coo to him. Around the fifth time I finally risked being totally unprofessional and whipped out my camera, handed it to someone and asked for a quick shot. I knew it would be a once in a lifetime pic. And this is what they got.He's pressing into my cheek and knocking my glasses askew, but clearly he loves me... for who I am, not how I look on clean up day! And I love him!

Best Ever Department

On Saturday, my stepson heads back to college for his final semester. I wanted to do something as a family that he'd remember all his life, so I arranged for us to feed giraffe's at the zoo. This is a normal sized viewing window in their little wooden house. This handsome man is parked beside it so you can really see how tall they are.

There's a family of five living there, one male and two females, each of whom have a baby.

In the wild they'd be grazing tree tops round the clock, but at the zoo, they get fed just fine. So they end up licking fence posts or the edges of their shelter in their spare time. But one female got creative and instead grooms the mane of the youngest of the group... and she does it every day.

Here he sports his little mohawk, while his mother and hairdressing auntie look on.

It's completely surreal to be close to them, with their velvety noses, funny ears sticking out, their Cindy Lou Hoo horns and enormous doe eyes. As I mentioned here, they're curious and attentive and are VERY INTERESTED in Y-O-U.

From up near the clouds that adorable face glide straight down like a crane on that long, long neck. They've got 7 vertebrae just like us -- but each one measures the height of our head alone. Around something this big, all your instincts kick on... yet their sweet, harmless nature had my nervous system stumped. To be able to stand up close to this towering presence sends a shiver of delight though your being.

As their soft, fuzzy lips take a slice of sweet potato from your hand or their long purple tongue -- apparently colored to act as sunscreen -- grabs hold of your lettuce, it's so gentle you don't even feel it.

Or maybe it's because you're so struck with wonder you can't feel anything else... though I do recall the sensation of the intense, hot brush of their breath pouring forth from their nostrils. It's like feeding a dinosaur and a kitten at the same time.

Oh, we had a most magnificent, most marvelous day.

First Day as a Keeper AId

The first thing I did this morning out in the zoo was to tag along while the carnivore keepers took the cheetah cubs for a walk. Apparently they do this most every morning before opening, for enrichment. My question is who gets more enriched -- the animals or their humans?!?!

I can't tell you how exciting it is to see these tall cats, sleek and gorgeous, saunter out on a leash, completely calm and comfortable among us. Watching one climb up and perch on a picnic bench and get his ears scratched by his keeper was nothing short of intoxicating (This is the only big cat that purrs and they do it for the same reasons domestic cats do. And it is LOUD!). Every cell in my being was drawn to reach out too, yet the rule for anyone but their handlers is to stay at least two leash length's away.

They're great ambassadors for their species. Cheetahs are perhaps so well suited because they're non-confrontational and I'm told they don't prey upon anything bigger than them. But it's a testament to their trainers that they can walk around the public safely --albeit carefully. They stick close to the animal, one on each side escorting them to a spot where people can see, and other staff is never far. Sigfried and Roy would tell you their tigers can be tamed, and folks who raise Grizzly's may too. But everyone agrees it's imperative to remain acutely aware of their wild nature while enjoying the miracle of getting close.

The path they took went right past the giraffes who live next door. Surely with their height they've had no problem watching the cheetahs day in and day out. But as we walked past, all five of these gentle giants focused on the cats, their curious faces on those towering necks peering intently at them and us. I've never seen all five of them walk together, all at once like a herd (and so quickly) to follow us, legs akimbo, batting their ultra-long eyelashes. Since their fencing is almost invisible, it gives the illusion that they are free and just happened to walk up. It's just too surreal for me to accurately describe. Fortunately I took a snap to capture what I could.

This is a terrible shot because they were backlit by the rising sun but it's better than nothing. I just knew it was one of those images I'd never forget in all my life yet would never be able to describe how it felt to have the rapt, active attention of these 5 amazing beings. Look closely til you make out all their heads. From left to right you have the male (he's tallest, natch, and I have a total crush on him), one female, two babies and another female.

After the walk, one of the cats just wasn't ready

to go back into his habitat. He hesitated at the

gate several times, but proceeded obediently. Once inside though, he decided to clunk his long

limbs down, buying himself a few minutes more.

The second thing I did on my first day as a keeper aid was shovel bear poop.... ah, but that's a story for tomorrow.