We sat on benches in a small room at the Bronx Zoo and out came three zoologists and three penguins.
The penguins were as friendly, curious and unafraid of people as most dogs. They were raised by some of the zoologists who were in the room with us. One kept walking under Jon’s legs and we got to pet the tiny thousands of feathers on their backs, which were soft and slick.
I found it a wonder just to be so close to them, and to see how they related to people. I couldn’t help thinking about other animals and what kind of relationship between us and them is possible.
Jon told me today that I was bringing out the animal lover in him. I’ve always seen his love of animals, but I don’t know think he was so openly expressive about it.
We’re planning another trip to the zoo this time to meet either a sloth or a cheetah.
One of the penguins with one of the zoologists at the zoo yesterday.