Zoo Boy

I am very into animals. I always have been. Since I was a young boy my mom used to take my brothers and I to the zoo. I’ve had a lot of pets, I’ve been to a lot of zoos. Whether it be a local zoo near our hometown or the Bronx Zoo it was always a great day trip.

My first experience at the zoo I automatically got attached to one of the strangest looking animals in the entire place. The Tapir. My mom jokes around with me that I only liked it because it was so ugly. But I really don’t know why I was so obsessed with this thing. Looking back at it now it makes no sense. I was probably around 5 years old when I would bug my mom to bring me to see the Tapir.

When I was younger I also had dreams of working with animals in zoo or in a veterinarian kind of way. I loved animals, and I still do. That would be the coolest job ever. Besides from picking all the shit. But its something that comes with the job and if you get to feed penguins by hand you probably are going to have to clean up some shit once and a while.