I love that game park. Once we went there early in the day, and the big cats were eating breakfast, gnawing on dark stuff. Later that day, we noticed a nanny pygmy goat (among the hundreds of pygmy goats that walk around the grounds seeking handouts from the tourists) walking around giving birth. The kid was half in and half out. We had a billy who was mean and ornery and would head butt cars and trucks that drove within his reach. I was wondering what they did with the goats when they got mean--sell them or give them away....and then I remembered the dark stuff the lions and tigers were eating for breakfast...Ohhhh....
