Showdown at the National Zoo
One of the best attributes of Washington, D.C. is the integration of legit woods into some parts of the city. Rock Creek Park is long, narrow, and twice the area of New York’s Central Park. It stretches across a large part of northwest D.C.
The National Zoo is surrounded by Rock Creek Park. The usual implication of this fact is that people can take long strolls in the woods, then go look at an octopus. Yesterday, the park’s proximity to the Gnartional Zoo led to something less benign.
The predatory cat enclosure at the zoo consists of an island, divided into a few discrete sections for lions and tigers, surrounded by a moat. Visitors walk around the circumference of the moat, looking down at the beasts. Yesterday, a deer from Rock Creek Park made its way onto the zoo’s grounds. Specifically, it made its way to the predatory cat exhibit. More specifically, it made its way into the predatory cat exhibit.
For the sake of our more sensitive readers, I am happy to report that in the following video, the deer escapes the lioness’s grasp and finds refuge in the moat. For the readers looking for action-packed blogging, I can assure you that the deer died shortly thereafter. Readers primarily interested in veterinary euthanasia will note with glee that the deer was put to sleep.
One thing that strikes me as odd about the video is the cheering when the deer escapes. The crowd was there to see lions doing lion stuff, but when push came to shove, they rooted against the lion. How and why did the deer – an obvious trespasser! – become the “good guy” in the spectators’ mental narratives? What’s more leonine than a lion ripping a deer’s face off?
Also note the trees with bark strapped to their bark. Prosthetic bark. Bark.