A Day at the Zoo…

FYI folks, I ain’t gone to the ZOO, since I was, uh………knee-HIGH here!!!

A day at the zoo, that, was how we’d planned it, but, before we headed out in the morn, something HIT me: why the HELL would I want pay the ticket booths over THIRTY dollars (that sounds ‘bout right, doesn’t it???) and make my way to those cages, and, watch how animals feel so trapped?

A day at the zoo, just the two of us, mommy and I, she’d held my hand, and took me, to the front of the cages, and, explained to me, what all of those critters are called, and, in my young mind, I can’t remember all of their names, and yet, I’d enjoyed, the day at the zoo, with mommy.

A day at the zoo, NOT interested, besides, I got NO need to be WATCHED, by those animals, and, think about it, folks, if the shoes are on the other foot, if we humans are the ones, inside those CAGES, and the animals are outside, looking AT us, pointing, making us all feel like FREAKS, how would that make you feel?  And, even IF those lower order of organisms can’t verbalize their anxieties, their other emotions, that still doesn’t mean, that they do NOT experience the ASSORTMENT of emotions like humans do…

A day at the zoo, but W-H-Y?  So we can all get that much-needed reminder, of how free we are?  Of how we must, work hard, to feed ourselves, instead of being lucky like those animals in those god DAMN cages, and have their “meal plans” provided, REGULARLY, three times a day?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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