...which was not only a lot less fun than my last visit four years ago, it was downright traumatic!
it started out ok when i met this fellow who's getting on for 150 and was telling me jolly tales about his childhood days on the galapagos islands in the 1860s...
but then, just as we were about to go and watch the tigers being fed, one of the keepers was giving a talk and said that tigers ate all kinds of meat, but that the ones at the zoo were rather fond of chicken and, best of all––––
rabbit!!!
