Things Not to Say to a San Francisco Zookeeper

by doodaddy on January 23, 2008

Boo and sheep

Boobaby several months ago, getting to know the animals. They’re among her best friends now — she goes to movies with this one.

We went to the zoo today — yes, that zoo — to feed the goats, our usual pursuit. We’re getting to know them by name now. Ginger (she’s big but not as pushy as her mom) tried to walk out the gate with us, hoping for one last morsel. Boo thought that was hi-lar-ious. I kind of agree. Poor goat.

Boobaby channeled Ginger the goat after lunch: she made a beeline for the cafeteria door as I collected our belongings. After I disposed of the trash, I found Boo trying to connive an arriving zookeeper into letting her sneak out the open door.

"Guess she’s learning from the animals!" I bantered in what I’m sure was supposed to be a winning, jocular tone. I meant, of course, the goat.

I think, just perhaps, the keeper thought I was referring to the tiger. She burned a look into me so deep that my eyeballs caught on fire, then stomped off without reply. Ouch.

That’s me: champion of the goat gaffe. Sorry, keeper.


As usual for all decent photos of Boo, the credit for this one goes to Mike.

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{ 12 comments… read them below or add one }

Ann Marie January 23, 2008 at 5:11 pm

wow.. what a snafu.. I can see where you were going.. but I think I saw where she didn’t realize it ..

it is funny though heheheeh

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Dawn January 23, 2008 at 7:19 pm

hahahahahahahaha.

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cryitout January 23, 2008 at 7:55 pm

Oh my god I wish I was there for that!

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doodaddy January 23, 2008 at 8:48 pm

I was mortified.

Then, yeah, I thought it was kinda funny.

In a mortified kind of way.

:),

Dd.

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Useless Rambler January 24, 2008 at 4:14 am

The best senses (is that a word?) of humor are the dark ones, I say.

Made me laugh, anyway 🙂

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Mrs. Chicken January 24, 2008 at 11:47 am

Mmmmm, I love me some chicken-fried foot for lunch.

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doodaddy January 24, 2008 at 2:37 pm

Chicken, you’re gross.

And kinda cool.

:), Dd.

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Ophelia Rising January 24, 2008 at 4:29 pm

Oh MAN, it sounds like something I might say. I hate those moments when the words are passing through your lips and as they come out into the open air you realize that what you are saying is just WRONG WRONG WRONG. And it’s worse to try and backtrack in order to save some sort of dignity or grace. I guess the best thing to do is just to let it lie there until the moment passes.

Or maybe to run away. Far away.

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Avery January 24, 2008 at 4:37 pm

Oops!

Funny though!

Those SF zookeepers need to have a better sense of humor about these things. I mean, come on! A tiger kills ONE person, and suddenly it’s not funny anymore?

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doodaddy January 24, 2008 at 5:37 pm

Yeah. By the time I figured it out, it was too late to say anything, and that’s probably a good thing…

There’s kind of a “Don’t mess with us,” circle-the-wagons kind of atmosphere around there these days.

Sigh. Give me a good goat, any day.

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jessicab January 28, 2008 at 1:57 pm

I bet they have heard it all lately.

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doodaddy January 28, 2008 at 2:19 pm

Yeah, I suppose. But I wasn’t trying to rub salt in (not really my style) — it just came out that way!

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