We discovered more animals upon this trip: the lion exhibit is now open and we discovered Wallabys (or Wallabies? i don't know.). And we love the Wallabys/ies. But we get to the Wallabies until later.
And did I mention that I want a Wallaby? I happen to love them now. Here's my sales pitch:
For starters, Adalynn just as tall as a baby Joey. And she needs a another pet, don't you think? And they could grow up together. It would be sooo cute!
Here's Mama Wallaby and here Baby Joey. I think this species may be the one exception to "Babies are cuter than adults".
Here's Baby Joey.
Here's Baby Joey's Wobbly Knees. He's a pretty skinny feller too.
But da Mamas. Now she was a fine creature. God did a good job on them. Check out their soft, cuddly hair. (fur?). Super Cute. and Patient. Did you know they carry their baby in a pouch for about a year? Then they kick them out. I would too. Some of those Joey's were pretty restless, and would stretch, hang out over the pouch, readjust, and basically be a pain in the pouch. It gave me flashbacks to giving birth. Not pretty, seeing as Mamas has to put up with it for a year. But I'm sure they're stretchier than humans. They've gotta be, right? I would totally get one, but Adalynn might get jealous and I don't think I'm equipped to grow a 'lil Joey. Nor would I want to. That would be wrong. Sooo, I'll stick with this one:
And by the end, my 'lil Wallaby Joey was beat. Down for the count.
Isn't life grand?