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Wolves at the Houston Zoo!

Posted by in Carnivores,Events,Just for Kids,Mammals,Memories


One wolf in particular.

On Sunday, January 15, the Houston Zoo is proud to partner with the River Oaks Chamber Orchestra and InterActive Theater Company to present two performances of the children’s classic, Peter and the Wolf. With the intent to “cultivate musical tastes in children from the first years of school,” this beloved story delights and entertains.

At this special event, a small ensemble of River Oaks Chamber Orchestra musicians will play Prokofiev’s composition while actors from the InterActive Theatre Company narrate and act out the story.

This event is included in your regular Zoo admission, and is FREE for Zoo Members. Performances will take place in the Brown Education Center Auditorium, and seating is first come, first served. This event is sponsored by The University of Texas MD Anderson Children’s Cancer Hospital.

Performances are at 2:00 p.m. and 3:30 p.m.

Santa Claus is coming to town!

Posted by in Christmas,Events,Memories

Santa will be at the Zoo December 19 – 23, from 9 a.m. – Noon each day.

And he’s making a stop at the Houston Zoo! This holiday season, meet the jolly guy himself at the Zoo’s Reflection Pool! Zoo guests will be able to chat briefly with Santa (be sure to bring your list!) and get their photo taken with him!

Santa will be at the Zoo December 19 – 23, from 9 a.m. – Noon each day. (He may need to take a couple of short breaks during this time). Bring your camera, because you won’t want to miss this chance to get that perfect photo of your family with Santa to post on Facebook, proudly display on your mantel, or add to your holiday card!

The festivities don’t end with Santa though. At 1 p.m. at the Reflection Pool each day we’ll feature holiday music, courtesy of some local talents. See below for the musical lineup.

All this, plus 6,000 animals, festive holiday decorations, and more!

These holiday activities are FREE with your paid Zoo admission or Membership.
(Note: You may choose to purchase your professional Santa photo for an additional cost).

What better way to celebrate the holidays than to spend time with family, friends, and Santa at the Houston Zoo!

All performances begin at 1 p.m. at the Reflection Pool
December 19 – The Salvation Army Harbor Light Choir
December 20 – TBD
December 21 – Mistletones Trio
December 22 – Mistletones Trio
December 23 – Mistletones Tr

Who is trading in the Naturally Wild Swap Shop?

Posted by in Children's Zoo,Just for Kids,Memories,Swap Shop

Meet Peter and Jason Zhao.   The Zhao brothers have been trading with us since early 2011. 

Jason and Peter Zhao

 These two fabulous brothers have brought in many interesting items to the shop such as shells, seeds, cones, rocks, and even a dead spider.  When it comes time to pick something to spend their points on they usually pick from our shell or rock and mineral section. 

 The trips to the zoo are usually a family affair for the Zhaos.  We not only get to see Jason and Peter but their mom and dad too!  The entire family has a love of nature and we all learn when they come in.

Peter and Jason are just two of over 1400 kids 18 years old and younger that are trading with us now.  Don’t know about trading in the Naturally Wild Swap Shop?  Click here for more information.

Houston Zoo Says Bon Voyage to the World’s Cutest Animal

Posted by in Events,Featured,Mammals,Media,Memories,Zoo News

Join Toby and his keepers at the Houston Zoo on Sunday, November 6 when we bid a fond farewell to The World’s Cutest Animal with not one but two bon voyage parties at 10:30 a.m. and 1 p.m.

On March 28, 2009 the Houston Zoo introduced our members and guests to The World’s Cutest Animal – Toby, the red panda. For more than two years, Toby has lived up to his World’s Cutest Animal title and endeared himself to Zoo guests and staff alike. But the time has come for Toby to bid farewell to his adoring fans and return the place of his birth, the Cincinnati Zoo.

Join Toby and his keepers at the Houston Zoo on Sunday, November 6 when we bid a fond farewell to The World’s Cutest Animal with not one but two bon voyage parties at 10:30 a.m. and 1 p.m. Toby’s keepers will be on hand for informative and entertaining Meet the Keeper Talks and Toby will celebrate the day with some of his favorite treats. Toby’s bon voyage parties are included in your Zoo admission.

Red pandas are an endangered species and Toby is going to the Cincinnati Zoo after being recommended for breeding by the Red Panda Species Survival Plan of the Association of Zoos and Aquariums. Houston Zoo’s two remaining red pandas, Take and Keti have also been recommended by the Species Survival Plan for breeding.

 

Rocky the Cougar, 1995-2011

Posted by in Carnivores,Featured,Mammals,Memories

On a cool rainy day in early December 2001 a young male cougar named Rocky arrived at the Houston Zoo.

Rocky the Cougar, 1995 – 2011

The carnivore keepers and the Zoo veterinarians who would care for Rocky the rest of his life knew little if anything about him. They didn’t know when or where he was born or much of anything about his life at his previous home, a suburban back yard in North Harris County. Rocky had been surrendered by his owner along with another young cougar named Martha.

But Rocky’s care team knew one thing – Rocky had attitude. If he didn’t like something or someone he would walk away and sit and glare, slowly twitching the end of his tail back and forth.

But over time, Rocky began to slowly mellow.

 

A handsome portrait of Rocky will be included in a photo essay in an upcoming issue of National Geographic magazine highlighting the National Geographic Society’s Big Cats Initiative.

His keepers learned that he liked perfume. Houston Zoo keepers utilize scents as enrichment for all the carnivores in their care but Rocky was especially taken with bold scents. If it was stinky, Rocky loved it.

And Rocky liked to play with paper. Well, maybe play isn’t the right word – more like shred it into a storm of tiny bits and scatter it about his bedroom.

But what Rocky really enjoyed was painting. In the holding area behind his exhibit, keepers would put paint on a canvas and slide a portion of it toward him, the keepers safely on the other side of the containment screen. Then Rocky would rub the paint on the canvas with his paws. When he let his keepers know he was finished, the task then was to get the canvas back so another part of it could be painted. A few of Rocky’s masterpieces were returned with a bite out of one corner.

Not long after Rocky’s exhibit mate Martha passed away, he was introduced to a young cougar named Haley. Keepers were reticent to introduce one so young to a male of advanced age. But the introduction went well and the new arrival put the spring back in Rocky’s step.

The keepers and his veterinarians who lovingly cared for Rocky and the thousands of Zoo guests and staff who were awed by his presence during his time with us will never forget him.

But over the past year Rocky’s veterinarians determined that his kidneys were not functioning efficiently. He was losing weight and losing interest in food. On Monday, October 31 his care team, his keepers and his veterinarians made the difficult decision to euthanize Rocky.

The keepers and his veterinarians who lovingly cared for Rocky and the thousands of Zoo guests and staff who were awed by his presence during his time with us will never forget him.

A handsome portrait of Rocky will be included in a photo essay in an upcoming issue of National Geographic magazine highlighting the National Geographic Society’s Big Cats Initiative.

MD Anderson Children’s Cancer Hospital Patients Learn About Life on the Wild Side

Posted by in African Forest,Enrichment,Events,Memories

What do wild animals and pediatric cancer patients have in common? Not much – unless the patients are from MD Anderson Children’s Cancer Hospital.

For several years, pediatric patients – with help from MD Anderson Children’s Art Project – have created special works of art for a variety of animals living at the Houston Zoo.

Each year, education specialists from the Houston Zoo have come to the Children’s Cancer Hospital in-hospital school to teach patients about exotic wildlife. They’ve learned what life is like at the zoo and have used that knowledge to create treats and toys to give to the animals.
 
Patients have also taken field trips for an up close, behind-the-scenes tour of the zoo. Over the years, they’ve interacted with giraffes, elephants, many of the reptiles, and smaller animals. They’ve also created paper maché animals that zoo specialists fill with food and set out as prey for the tigers and other animals to devour.

Earlier this year, patients made piñatas for the chimpanzees. After getting acquainted, the zookeeper took three of the decorated piñatas and filled them with figs – the ape equivalent of warm apple pie, explained the zookeeper. Then, the children watched as each piñata was dropped into the exhibit, much to their ¬– and the chimpanzees’ – delight.

As the chimpanzees  poked their heads through and pushed around the piñatas, inches away on the opposite side of a glass wall, the kids watched with pure excitement. It was clearly time away from the difficult realities of a cancer diagnosis.

The chimps weren’t the only inhabitants getting in on the fun.  The patients also presented a piñata to some larger zoo residents – the rhinos. The piñata was placed in the middle of the exhibit. They, too, were curious. One rhino even sent his horn right through the middle of the piñata. 

After the rhinos were satisfied with the treats, the day ended with an opportunity to hand-feed three large giraffes. For many of the children who come to MD Anderson Children’s Cancer Hospital from all over the world, this has been their first experience to see large wildlife up close. When all is said and done, each patient has shared a little love, and has learned a little bit about life on the wild side.

Boomer Siamang: Father and Friend, 1985-2011

Posted by in Memories,Primates

An extraordinary animal left us last week. Boomer siamang, father of Leela and mate to Jambi, lost his battle with a chronic illness that had plagued him for years. Our veterinarians and keepers battled right along with him, keeping him feeling good with many treatments and medications and consulting with human gastroenterologists and other veterinarians at every twist and turn throughout his illness. In the end, all of it was just too much for him, and at the age of 25, he passed quietly surrounded by the keepers who loved him as their tears fell.
 
  
Boomer was a very special guy. He resided at the Houston Zoo since he was a 3 year old, and showed us right away that he was unique. He had an innate sweetness, and told his keepers right away if they were to his liking….or not. Even his favorite keepers had to use caution around him: he had a powerful grab at the end of those long gibbon arms, and many staff members were surprised as they had their hair pulled by him in a sneak attack. Like most primates he always let us know that would not tolerate us thinking of him as anything but the wild animal that he was.
 
Conversely, his gentle side was frequently evident. As a father he was devoted to his offspring. He fathered three kids and doted on them. The first, “Jacoma”, was born via Cesarean section and had to be hand-reared, but he came into his full parental role with his next two. Most siamang males help to carry their babies when the little ones are about 8 months old. Boomer started carrying his last two youngsters “Raya” and “Leela” when they were 8 weeks old. He allowed Leela to crawl all over him, even when he was not feeling his best. She would wander up to him playfully and curiously grab his deflated throat sac or traipse over him as he lay in the sun as if he were her personal doormat. He had such patience with his babies. And, he was a fiercely protective father: anyone who came up to his exhibit to see the latest new baby was left with no doubt that he was in charge and would defend her to the end.
 
Once he accepted someone, and he had legions of staff members over the years whom he did accept, he would allow them the high privilege of turning to present his back for grooming. Boomer loved a good backscratch, and he received many in his lifetime. He’d press his back against the mesh wall and relax as his keepers would knead his muscles and groom the thick black hair on his shoulders. One had to do this carefully, for the ever-present danger of being grabbed was always there, but Boomer would allow this the way a king accepts gifts from his subjects.
 
Siamangs sing together to bond with their mate and to defend their territory. One of the joys of the primate staff and volunteers was to listen to them sing together: their astonishing duet was heard all over the zoo and even over at the medical center. Guests were mesmerized as they watched the pair blow up their throat sacs and vocalize at an ear-shattering decibel level. One truly had the sense of their magnificence as their intricately matched song resonated; a sound that you could feel thrumming in your bones as they called. We will miss Boomer’s song. We will miss his wise face watching over his family. We will miss seeing him soaking up the sun on beautiful mornings.
 
 
We will miss our boy Boomer.
 
Written by Primate Supervisor Lynn Killam, photos by Primate Keepers Nathalie Jolicoeur and Diane Shea

Where’s The Gorilla?: Remembering M’Kubwa

Posted by in Memories,Primates

M’Kubwa (Eastern Lowland Gorilla Gorilla gorilla graueri) also known as “Mac” to his staff of doting keepers passed away quietly in May of 2004. He lived in the Gorilla Habitat at the Houston Zoo for almost twenty years. We still get the question “where’s the gorilla?” or “where is that building that was like a cave?” I cannot believe it has been seven years since he passed. 

 

This sign was posted on the Gorilla Habitat after Mac’s passing

 

Here’s a bit of Mac’s background:

Mac was wild born and was captured near Tulakwa, which is 130 miles northwest of Bukavu, Congo (now the Democratic Republic of Congo) in 1953. His early records were not complete and he ended up at the Oklahoma City Zoo in 1963. At first he was identified as a Mountain Gorilla (Gorilla gorilla beringei). Dian Fossey, famed gorilla researcher who wrote “Gorillas in the Mist” (a film was made about her life starring Sigourney Weaver) heard about a mountain gorilla in captivity and came to the Oklahoma City Zoo to see him. She positively identified him as not a Mountain Gorilla but an Eastern Lowland Gorilla. However, he was still very unique since at the time of Mac’s death, he was 1 of only 3 Eastern Lowland Gorillas in captivity.  All the other gorillas that you see in zoos are Western Lowland Gorillas (Gorilla gorilla gorilla). Mountain Gorillas have never been kept in captivity, as they can’t survive due to their fragile nature and specialized dietary needs. You’ll need to visit them in the wild!! See Primate Supervisor Lynn Killam’s blog about her trip to Rwanda to find out more about them.

Mac stayed at the Oklahoma City Zoo for 20 years and was housed with gorillas off and on. He really seemed to prefer to be alone; which is contrary to the natural history of gorillas since they live in groups in the wild and in captivity. So after 20 years, Mac came to the Houston Zoo in the mid 80’s and lived in the Gorilla Habitat for the remainder of his years. We too tried to give him companionship over the years and he ended up shared his exhibit with different species of monkeys and birds. He never did warm up to other gorillas but that probably had a lot to do with the early years of his life; he was most likely kept alone and never learned to properly socialize.

Mac eyeing zoo visitors in the Gorilla Habitat

I knew Mac since I started at the zoo in 1990; I remember walking into the back of the gorilla habitat and being overcome by the smell. If you remember him, I’m sure you know what I am talking about; it is a heavy musky oniony odor. For most, it smelled like really bad sweaty body odor. For gorilla zoo keepers, however it is a wonderful smell and I really miss it (which I didn’t realize until I visited the gorillas at the Bronx Zoo in February).

Whenever anyone used to ask me what Mac was like, I would tell them that he was just a grumpy old man. It was no different the first time I met him, in fact it was the same way for probably 10 years. He was grumpy and didn’t want anything to do with me and told me so with angry grunts and a slap at the cage bars. He was very particular about many things including how you held his cup of juice for him in the morning and if you tilted it too much or not enough, he’d grunt at you to tell you, you were doing it wrong. He was also, very particular about where he wanted to make his nest. If you put hay across the exhibit, or in a different cage in the back, he’d carry the hay back to his favorite spot and make a very elaborate nest. HE WAS SO AWESOME!

He loved his veggies, carrots and sweet potatoes. I remember several times I would cut up his produce really small and spread it around so he’d have to spend a long time finding his food. Mac would go around and eat all the carrots and sweet potatoes first, then go around again and eat the rest of the fruits and veggies all the while giving me the evil eye as I watched him exercise and move around the exhibit! He didn’t like to share his food either; we’d have to make sure the monkeys wouldn’t get to his food (and vice versa). Most learned quickly to “stay away from the gorilla!” I have a vivid memory of one such monkey that learned the hard way. She had come down to the ground to steal a bite or two from Mac, and she didn’t notice Mac walking up to her (how you miss a 400lb gorilla, I have no idea) and Mac grunted and back swung his arm launching  this 4lb monkey into the air and literally across the exhibit. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen but don’t worry, the monkey was just fine. She still continued to steal some food from Mac, but she was sneakier about it.

Mac patiently waiting for his next meal

Insert Funny Story Here:

I have a funny story, I’d like to share. I was in jury duty and was selected for a panel and when I waiting to be called by the judge. A jury clerk came running; she was out of breath. She looked at her sheet, and looked at me and said “Are you Dena Strange?” My heart skipped a beat; I thought, I’m arrested, my car was crashed into, the house is on fire, my parents are dead, the world is ending…amazing what crosses your mind in two seconds. I stuttered and said yes. Then she said, “Why don’t you give that gorilla a bath? He smells really bad!” Okay, world is not ending, this woman while sorting the jury summons saw that I worked at the zoo, and ran across the street up a flight of stairs to ask me that! So, I explained to her that you can not give a 400lb gorilla a bath and that the smell is actually his own natural body odor. “But he smells really bad; there isn’t anything you can do?” No, this is what they smell like in the wild. She walked away very disappointed. I was, however, the star of that jury panel!

I’m not sure Mac knows what to make of this mess!

Mac did mellow out in his later years, not by much, but he was nicer to me and actually would greet me and let me groom his back on occasion. In February of 2003, we decided to celebrate Mac’s 50th birthday. We didn’t know his exact birthday, but knew he was born sometime in 1953. At that time he was the oldest living gorilla in captivity.  We planned his party with the special events department and our primate staff. We held a private celebration with just staff and cake that morning before the zoo opened. Then for the guests, we decorated his exhibit (that was fun!), wrapped his food up to look like presents, did a few extra keeper chats and handed out cupcakes after everyone sang Happy Birthday to him! It really wasn’t that much and just like planning any party, you just hope someone shows up! So we were all really surprised at the number of Houstonians that came out that day to help us celebrate. We had a line wrapped around outside the gorilla habitat for hours! It was so amazing; I had no idea he had such an effect on anyone other than our staff. Needless to say, we ran out of cupcakes pretty quickly.

Mac eating his very healthy “Birthday Cake”

As he got older, however he did start to succumb to the effects of chronic old age.  He had some arthritis and congestive heart failure among other ailments, but he had a great team of staff including the vets and human doctors attending to his every symptom and trying to make his life more comfortable.  One morning in May of 2004, however, Mac didn’t get out of his nest. He was responsive but not very interested in food; Mac was telling us it was time. After deliberating over it very carefully with many phone calls to all primate staff and zoo management we all decided that the best thing for Mac would be to humanely euthanize him.

Once again I was amazed by Houstonians, at the outpouring of sympathy we received; many came to the zoo to sign a giant sympathy card we had in front of the Gorilla Habitat and many more donated money to the zoo in his memory. It was truly remarkable. He was such an amazing animal and he is truly missed.

I feel very honored to have known M’Kubwa. And I really look forward to the expansion of The African Forest when they build the new Gorilla habitat. It will be good to have gorillas in Houston again!!

Let us know if you have any favorite memories of Mac in the comment section below.

Nick, the Tapir 1978-2010

Posted by in Hoofed Stock,Memories,Profiles

As the 2010 holiday season draws to a close, the Houston Zoo bids a fond farewell to a dear old friend.

In 1984 a 6 year old Brazilian tapir named Nick arrived at the Houston Zoo.  He soon became a favorite not only of the Zoo’s hoofed stock keepers but also of Zoo guests who enjoyed meeting him during behind the scenes tours.

Known for his gentle disposition, Nick always walked up to greet keepers when they entered his exhibit. He enjoyed nothing better than a good scratch.  The person administering the scratching would know they were doing a good job when Nick would first sit down and then roll over on his side or his back, moving his upper lip into something that could only be interpreted as a tapir smile.

Nick basked in the limelight of media fame, appearing twice in the children’s Saturday morning TV show ‘Houston Zooperstars Challenge’ that ran for 3 seasons on KHOU-TV.

Nick’s favorite foods were apples, yams and bananas.  He enjoyed bobbing for banana slices the keepers would float in the tapir pool and swimming after yam slices keepers would skip across the water like stones.

Nick turned 32 in November, achieving a milestone reached by only a very small group of Brazilian tapirs in accredited zoos. With his advanced age affecting his quality of life, Nick was humanely euthanized on December 30 in the presence of the keepers who cared for him over the years.

Nick was loved and cherished at the Houston Zoo and will always be remembered fondly by those who lovingly cared for him through out his life. He was an outstanding ambassador for his counterparts in South America. To find out more about the status of Brazilian tapirs in the wild, please visit the Tapir Specialist Group online at http://www.tapirs.org/index.html.

Memories of Christmas and the Houston Zoo

Posted by in Elephants,Memories

There can be no denying that a childhood enriched by the Houston Zoo is one filled with wondrous and vivid memories, a first glimpse into the beauty that is the natural world. Many keepers can tell stories of their first memories of zoos and aquariums, explaining how the animals they observed helped shape their desire to care for them, and emphasized the importance of preserving nature to any who would cross their path. I am not exempt from this; it just happens that my most vivid memory is also one that reflects the magic of the holiday season.

Most animal-lovers will acknowledge that they possess traits that many others would call “eccentric”; having been a biophile (someone with an affinity for living things including plants and animals) all of my life, I expressed these traits at a young age by writing my Christmas letter and wishlist to Rudolph.

My intent was actually quite logical: Rudolph didn’t get as many letters as Santa, so he would be better able to read and address them. Pointing out that reindeer can’t read only causes me to point out that NORMALLY reindeer can’t fly. Obviously Santa’s magic reindeer are an exception… Plus, Santa had to go wherever his reindeer took him, so it only made sense to butter up the reindeer with a bit of extra recognition.

On Christmas Eve, the cookies for Santa were left out with carrots and celery because I was asking for something BIG.

I wanted an elephant. My grandma absolutely loved elephants, and watching them interact with each other at the Houston Zoo was one of our favorite things to do; We could spend hours just watching them. My plan was that Santa would bring MY elephant to live at my grandma’s house. We would drain her pool and the elephant would be able to live there happily, cared for by my grandma and myself.

Now, my mother recognized the problem of trying to provide an elephant for Christmas and pointed out a few of the obvious problems. Our elephant would be lonely without any elephant-friends, and neither myself nor my grandma knew how to take care of one. My mother’s suggestion was that I write and ask for my elephant to be delivered to the Houston Zoo. Not only would there be plenty of elephants for my new friend to play with, but there would also be a number of qualified people ready to take the best possible care of the elephant I would surely get for my good behavior.

Christmas day came and went, and there was absolutely no mention of my elephant on the news. I felt completely cheated by Santa and the reindeer. Hadn’t I been well-behaved the entire year? And for what? There was no mention of this new arrival to the Zoo, and certainly every news station would want to cover the story of an elephant that arrived at the front of the Zoo with a bow on it’s head! Perhaps it was even wrapped in colorful paper, possibly even laughing as keepers tried to shake the package to guess what was inside…

My mother, being the ever-capable storyteller that she is, came up with a wonderful explanation. Even if it is just a baby, an elephant is a BIG present to wish for. Obviously there wasn’t enough room in the sleigh for Santa to accommodate my elephant in addition to all the other presents good little girls and boys wanted. She assured me that Santa would return to the North Pole and (perhaps after a hearty meal and long nap), return with my elephant. Years later, she revealed that her goal was to distract me long enough that I would give up thinking about it. She would point to a random elephant the next time we went to the Zoo and insist that it was the one Santa delivered specifically for me. If only she had known this would not be the case…

Singgah, the Asian Elephant, was born at the Houston Zoo on December 29, 1993. Her birth was a bit of a surprise, and as I expected, every news station was covering the birth of this Christmas miracle. We promptly planned our trip to see MY elephant, and certainly were not disappointed when we got there. A temporary graphic had been put up for the baby elephant, explaining it’s name meant “fell from the sky.” Apparently the birth had been so sudden that the infant almost fell on a keeper. At least that’s what everyone else thought; I was one of the few people who knew that Santa had actually delivered an elephant to the Houston Zoo for me, because I had been brave enough to ask Rudolph for such a BIG present.

The holidays may mean many things to many people. Traditionally people mention a sense of goodwill and joy associated with the brightly colored lights and ornaments of Christmas. The same is true for me, but I also remember the sense of wonder at what the natural world is capable of that I felt while watching MY elephant run around the yard.

It has gotten much easier to give the gift of an animal at the Houston Zoo. If you know someone who would appreciate it, why not give the gift of an animal adoption to a special little boy or girl who has been particularly good? There are a wide variety of animals eagerly awaiting you! Not only does your support help take care of that animal here at the zoo, it also helps fund conservation projects to help take care of the natural world on a much grander scale.

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