I promised a post about Drusillas Park. Here it is!
I love it. Literally. We come at least once a month – though it’s been once a week during these Summer Holidays. Some people I mention it to pull a face and say something like “oh the poor animals” or “zoos are so cruel” or something similar. Like visiting the zoo actually endorses cruelty to animals. It doesn’t.
The Drusillas animals are well loved, well fed and well cared for.
There’s an eight week old baby Macaque – we’ve visited him every week since he’s been born. Yup, he’s that gorgeous! He’s called Mango. Mango the Macaque! He cuddles his mum and tries to walk and climb and jump and peers out of his enclosure at all the crazy humans wandering round his home. He’s utterly contented. So am I when I stand gazing at the little Macaque family.
The baby Common Marmosets are nearing adult size but are still notably young – as are the Rock Hyraxes.
The baby Coatis are also up and about, climbing precariously around the branches of their habitat. The South Downs frame their view of the world, across sweeping fields of potatoes and sweet corn.
I haven’t caught a glimpse of the baby Kookaburra yet but I’m holding out hope.
For there to be baby animals in the zoo, the adult animals must be happy and contented.
Last year’s squirrel monkeys – everyone should spend time in their life watching baby squirrel monkeys – are full of fun and vim and tearing about the treetops.
I read an article in the National Geographic yesterday about Red Pandas being fertile for 24 hours once a year. Last year, the Drusillas Red Pandas gave birth to two healthy babies.
They’re doing something really right!
The young Spectacled Owls have tried to breed two years running, maybe next year they’ll figure it out.
The new ant eat eaters, Olivia and Diego are a treat to observe, as are the flamingos, the Lar Gibbons and the meerkats.
The capybaras are a sight to behold as are the beavers and otters.
The capuchin monkeys are a must-see along with all the other marmosets and monkeys and who couldn’t gaze in wonder at a party of ring tailed lemurs?
For my children, the fun never ends. They’ve been going for five years – with more frequency in the latter years – and their learning opportunities are endless. The outdoor play and soft play provide hours of exercise and temporary friendship and thrills and they’ve both learned to rock climb there.
I could extol the virtues of Drusillas over and over.
Actually, I’ve just convinced myself to go. Perhaps we could fit a couple of hours in later today..