Last night we had dinner with one of my writer friends, Jocelynn Drake, where I signed a couple of books for her GIVE AWAY EXTRAVAGANZA! Dudes, she finished her editorial rewrite, and as promised, she’s giving away signed copies of a bunch of urban fantasy authors. I’ll have more tomorrow, but my give-away runs only until Saturday, so buzz on over now if you’re interested.
Jocelynn and I had a great time, managing to take thirty minutes to get to the restaurant across the street. Don’t ask. But we were up bright and early this morning and headed for . . .
The Cincinnati zoo! Yup, I, Guy, and Thing two spent the day at the Cincinnati Zoo, and did we get tired!. We ate too much zoo food, but I think we walked it off. Cincinnati has a world-class zoo, so if you ever get the chance to go, go!
We parked on Vine and used the new walkway. Very cool. The Vine Street entrance is still under construction, so I guess I’ll just have to go back next year when it’s done. (grin) First stop after the elephants was the bird zone, where we fed the lorikeets. Next door, I took this shot of the scarlet Ibis
More pictures . . .
I think this is an American Black Bear
Two Cheetahs. Very playful!
Not a chimp but a Bonobo. Eerie. The primates, especially, seemed to be out enjoying the weather. It had been raining in Cincy most of last week, but our day at the zoo was sunny!
Guy really likes the cat house–even if it does stink like, er, male cats. Here is a shot of a Geoffery Cat. It’s about the size of a small house cat. He had just eaten, and was very perky.
Bob, the bobcat, also at the stinky cat house.
And of course, polar bears. They are all together here, but they have a huge enclosure.
They were cutting a tree down next to the wolf enclosure, but it didn’t seem to bother them. The way they have their area set up, I was able to take this from fifteen, twenty feet away. Spectacular.
They are hard to see behind their mom, but there are tiger cubs!
Monkeys named after my editor . . . Mmmm. By then, we had eaten all the zoo food we could handle, walked the trails we could walk, and suffer no more my toes being run over by strollers. (Yep, it really happened) So it was time to go back to the hotel and call it . . . THE END.