Ann’s Visit Part II: The Palm Beach Zoo

As promised a few posts ago, the second installment of Ann’s visit a few weeks ago.

When the cold snap subsided, which was on Ann’s second to last day, we took a drive south to the West Palm Beach Zoo . It’s somewhat comparable to the Roger Williams Park Zoo in Rhode Island.

When we first entered, there were multiple signs informing the public that chickens roam freely. Yes, you read that correctly- chickens. The zoo asks that patrons not chase or otherwise harass the chickens. Well, I guess that Florida had to be a little bit country besides the Catfish House.

The day started off with a spotting primates:

You may be able to discern the moat. They were rather hard to see. We moved on to the Macaws, which are vibrantly red birds that resemble parrots.

There was also this fenced-in customer:

The fence came roughly up to my chest, or about three feet. Nothing special about it, really, just what appeared to be an ordinary chain-link fence. After turning my attention to an adjoining exhibit, I turned around and just happened to see:

Evidently they only stay inside that fence if they so chose. I happened to catch this little fellow also in the enclosure:

It wasn’t long before he decided to bust out and join the party.

I did not see any freely roaming chickens during this time at the zoo. However, this white fellow had quite a few relatives that roamed the property. After some walking we came to another exhibit area, this one dedicated to larger birds- Red-Tailed Hawks, Bald Eagles, Turkey Vultures, and some sort of owl.

There was also an angry-looking emu with red eyes.

While we were looking at another exhibit, Ann happened to be situated near a food pellet dispenser. The locals took note and silently stealed closer, undetected. I called “Surprise!” and took a few pictures.

The white peacock clearly has expectations.

Perhaps feeding it was not so smart, as it began to follow us around.

Others began to join, and soon Alfred Hitchcock came to mind.

This is the greatest creature ever, the whistling duck.

To have one as a pet that can whistle the theme from Andy Griffith would simply be the most awesome thing ever. Take that, Bentley!

There are some who have tried this before.

But it’s like saying your cat plays with string. You expect it. But from a duck? That’s a twist. That’s up there with Toonces the driving cat.

But I digress. Later in the day we saw capybaras, which are basically guinea pigs the size of horses.

You may notice that the capybaras are living on an island. There were anteaters there as well, one of which was trying to break into a shed. Strangely, capybaras also share their enclosure with swans.

We then moved to an indoor area, where I couldn’t get pictures of anything to turn out except for these fellows here.

Back outside, the animal groupings got stranger. The zoo divides the creatures by continent of origin, although the birds seem able to roam wherever they please. Once in North America land, they had deer, a solitary rooster, and a coffee-table size tortoise rooming together. I couldn’t get the pictures of the rooster perched atop the tortoise to come out clearly.

The other exhibits included black bears, a Florida Panther, and a few river otters. Once we reached the little cafeteria, this guy came in for a landing and nearly hit me in the head on the final approach.

You may or may not have noticed, but in all my time in Florida thus far, I had not seen any flamingos. That has sinced changed.

Peacocks just want to have fun.

Lastly, it wouldn’t be Florida without an albino alligator.

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One response to “Ann’s Visit Part II: The Palm Beach Zoo

  1. nicholas

    It was an attack from the birds.Iwonder whether they targeted you (Bird tring to hit you in the head)or Ann(White pecok harasment and followers).Also Igot a new hat.Gina has been eating snacks by her computer. Today I came down and found a banana peel on her desk which she then proceded to ask mom to sniff.Next mom said”I’m on a low banana peel sniffing diet”. sinserly,
    your brother,

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