Hug Twice

This morning I was reading through my email, and I read the latest issue of the local Zoo News. We are members of our local zoo, and it has been a great place for us to bring the kids on a regular basis. In fact, the summer I was pregnant with Alexa, I think CJ and I practically lived at the zoo we were there so much. It was a safe place for him to explore and run around and I could just follow him without thinking up much in the way of entertainment. For a 7 months pregnant person, this was a godsend. And I got some exercise, too!

Well, our zoo had three tiger cubs. As the tiger cubs grew into tiger adults, there was talk about moving two of the cubs to other zoos so that they could breed and help perpetuate the tiger population. One of the cubs was moved before the start of last summer, and in today’s email, I read that the second tiger was just moved to another zoo, and shortly our zoo will be receiving a tiger to mate with the remaining tiger in our zoo.

That made me a wee bit sad, well the fact that our tigers had moved, but I was more sad about the first tiger moving, truth be told. I was oddly fond of the tiger “triplets”.

But what I read next almost stopped my heart. The first tiger, that was moved that year, unfortunately was attacked and killed by her mate in May.

I don’t know why I am so sad about this but I really am. I first was irrationally angry with the zoo for moving her, and then just generally upset and anxious about the whole thing. I’m so sad about the tiger. I have pictures of CJ looking through the glass face to face with the tigers. Maybe it was her he was looking at. I’ll never know of course (I couldn’t tell the three tigers apart at all) but now that picture has a little twinge of sadness attached to it for me.

I get upset over the strangest things.

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