When I was six, my family made the trek to Vancouver, BC to go to the world’s fair. Also known as Expo ’86, or so the pink t-shirt I got as a souvenir said. I don’t remember much about the fair itself, but I do remember a trip to the zoo during the same trip. But I didn’t actually go to the zoo. See, I’ve never been a big animal person and even at the age of six, the idea of a home made slip and slide held more appeal that seeing a polar bear in a cage.
Fast forward about 20 years and I’m still not a huge fan of the zoo. Apparently Portland’s zoo has a “northwest” section that has animals from the Pacific Northwest. I’ve never actually been to this northwest section, as I like to see the lions, elephants and penguins if I am coerced into going to a zoo. So imagine my surprise when someone tells me that our Portland zoo has deer and elk in it. In my mind, these things shouldn’t be in a zoo, they were in my back yard growing up! Don’t get me wrong, I love deer and elk – they’re delicious, but in a zoo? Huh.
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