27 April, 2017: *confused honking*
Some people (and by “some people,” I mean exclusively my mother) have been wondering, “Where on Earth has he been?” Yes, yes. I have been working sixteen-hour shifts for the past… Uh… Well, I’m not too sure how long it’s been, to be perfectly honest. When you’ve got a zoo full of wonders, laughter, and horrors, you just kinda forget about that funny thing called time.
For our long-distance guests (yes, YOU!), you’ll all be happy to learn the park and her inhabitants been doing wonderfully – flourishing, even. It’s a little strange, actually. Some days I wonder what’d happen if we just killed all the barriers and let the animals roam amongst themselves… It’d be an expensive science project, indeed. Even with our mile-long laundry list, I think our animals have all pretty much fallen into the swing of things. They’re celebrities. And, like every celebrity, all circumstantial events and planning revolves around them. Satiated for the time being, I do believe it’s time to shed some light on what we’ve been working so hard on planning and integrating:
Our spinosaurid enclosures – Deadly Shores – and the Campanian Plains (hadrosaurs…hadrosaurs everywhere – and a random ceratopsid) are ready to receive visitors this weekend!
Some may wonder – “Your first dinosaur was a Suchomimus. Why on Earth did it take so long to put these things on display?” To which, I respond: “Ever try to make a Suchomimus and a Spinosaurus play nice?” The logistics of housing so many large theropods (that are not a family unit) in such close quarters had our engineers and behaviorists scratching their heads. Original plans called for a loosely-partitioned wetland. Some in upper management wanted full integration between all the spinosaurs. Back and forth, back and forth. We’ve come to a lovely middle ground that I think you’ll all appreciate!
As for the Campanian Plains, our experimental guest-to-animal interaction technology has finally been greenlit by our behaviorists! Callboxes on tall observation decks will allow our visitors to “talk” to the chatty Parasaurolophus!
One of our biggest issues was sorting out the meaning behind every para call we’ve cataloged for this project (can you imagine what’d happen if every honk in our callboxes caused a stampede?). For months, I’ve been sitting with other ornithodira handlers watching candid footage of our parasaurs filmed from drones, security cameras, and what have you to see which behaviors followed each call. Many cups of coffee and greasy boxes of pizza were consumed.
Thank you so much for giving us such wonderful feedback and comments! I heard we’ve broken the 500-follower mark.
And by that, I mean I was the one who had to tackle the kulinda carrying the banner.