A walk on the wild side….
Gerald was the first proper dragon to be bred (thanks to genetic engineering of Komodo dragon genes) in over 3,000 years. Unfortunately his cannibalistic tendencies emerged when he was only 3 weeks hatched; with no other dragons to feed upon he effectively ate himself within 20 minutes, starting at his tail. No further attempts were made to reintroduce the semi-legendary beast and the Chinese genetics team went back to working on a cure for male-pattern baldness.
Jason had never been quite the same since he swallowed the balloon at Christmas, but until it deflated he was planning to have a great time catching birds unaware in the neighbourhood trees.
Gilbert was normally considered to be one of the zoo’s more sober characters, right up until he saw the evening news on the BBC concerning the Iran contretemps, the impeachment fracas in the US, a BREXIT update and the results of the UK general election. He was euthenased shortly after this picture was taken because of his uncontrolled hysteria and because he made the staff feel slightly ridiculous.
When he woke-up after the festivities Brian need water fast; most of the preceding 48 hours were a blur but there was no doubting the blinding hangover and mouth that seemed to have been sleeping quarters for a rabid stoat. “Bear with a sore head” did not even begin to cover his mood.
The zoo’s Christmas party was always a wild affair and this year all of the elephants had rather overdone the punch. The following morning the keepers found young Nicholas repeatedly dunking his head in the penguins’ largely frozen pool. Of the birds there was no sign, just a few feather trampled into the snow and sand…
Lucy’s Tinder profile was expansive on her love of, and special relationship with, the many animals that shared her small apartment. Peter, a PETA activist and occasional saboteur, seemed like an ideal match until after their fourth date Lucy asked her menagerie how they would feel about Peter moving in; the cats, dogs and visiting birds expressed no particular opinion but Ralph, her rat and oldest co-tenant was forceful in expressing his true feelings about Lucy’s new paramour. Lucy and Peter never met again.
Eventually Gerald could take it no more, mating for life was one thing but Jessica’s continuous nagging and the endless dawn chorus’ was driving him crazy.
Derek was concerned that his favourite racing pigeon, Augustus Magnificent III, would be devastated by the death of his mate, Penelope Arbothnot IV. At great expense he had a cast made of the dead bird and mounted the facsimile on Augustus’ favourite balcony. Derek was relieved to find that the deception was a success and Augustus treated the model just as he had Penelope.
Dogs had been used for many years as gun dogs to fetch bird kills and as hunting dogs for hunting foxes, boar and even lions when a leading sportsman and geneticist posed the question, “Why don’t we try cross-breeding gun dogs with hunting dogs?” The initially impressive results weren’t sufficient to save the programme when a pack escaped and brought down two 747s and a resupply mission to the International Space Station.
Geraldine had really tried to get into the “Hallowe’en party spirit” and her scary spider hat and high-kicking dance floor antics should have had the boys queueing-up, but nobody seemed to want to spend time with her, just like last year. Once word had got round about that whole “eating the male after mating” thing her social life had taken a real nosedive.
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