Lions

We have a membership to the Philadelphia zoo, and we tend to go fairly often. One of the things I like about having a membership is that not every animal is "on" every time you visit. So, if the polar bears are sleepy today, you don't worry about it too much, and keep wandering until you find an animal that's being more interesting.

Yesterday, the polar bears weren't swimming, the giraffes and otters were off-exhibit, and I was starting to wonder if any of the animals were having a good day when we came to the lions. As we approached, the juvenile male and the adult male were having a bit of a scuffle. Cool! A lion fight! Now that makes for a fun zoo trip!

Once we got to the viewing window, the juvenile (I'm guessing at their roles) was put in his place, and he shuffled back to the cave where the females were.

"Mom! Dad is picking on me!"

Junior went to the back of the cave and hid, while mom came out to confront dad.

"How many times have I told you not to pick on Junior? Hey, look at me while I'm talking to you!



"Let's see how much you like being nipped on the ear!"



"Listen, woman.



"That boy needs to learn to stand up for himself."

"But..."

"Don't interrupt me! This is MY pride, and I will rule it as I see fit!



"Besides. He started it."

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