I love going to zoos. I love seeing the animals alive and I love the awe of so many animals in one location. I love how these animals live in our cities.
Some part of me does wonder if this is a good place for them -- "do those fish have enough room to swim?" "I'd think it's too cold for the tigers here in Pittsburgh" -- and I steal glances at the people who work at the zoo and wonder about them as well. If only one slacks off, it could be detrimental to the animals in some way. The responsibility for so many unique lives in a place that is naturally inhospitable to them must be overwhelming.
I've felt that way with Patrick lately. Am I taking good enough care of him? He's so sick. How do I know if I'm doing the right thing?
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