I’m a writer, but . . . I’m at a loss for words to describe the beauty I experienced on my latest trip to the ocean side in Florida. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.
The first thing you notice when you enter the Brevard Zoo in Melbourne, Fla., is its jungle-like atmosphere. It’s full of trees and vines, and the heat and humidity common to Florida only add to the effect.
Some were water birds, like the sandhill cranes, and the roseate spoonbills.
Other large birds, like these eagles, and the vultures, prefer to hunt from the sky.
You can pay extra to feed the smaller birds, or walk through the aviary to see what other birds you can find.
Each time I visit a zoo, there’s an animal that captures my attention, and a little bit of my heart. This time, aside from the big cats, which I always spend most of my time watching, I discovered meerkats.
I knew very little about them. I’d seen commercials for Meerkat Manor, but never watched the show. They were much smaller than I thought they’d be: just under a foot tall, and about 2.2 pounds each. These carnivores communicate via shrill calls and purrs, and keep a sharp lookout for birds of prey.
They are part of the mongoose family, and have sharp, little teeth they put to use when hunting rodents. In the wild, they are found in south African plains. It’s always good to run into an animal handler or volunteer while at the zoo, and this time was no exception. The Mama of this particular clan, I was told, could be recognized by the black skin tag hanging off her chin. I don’t think it detracted from her looks, though.
I didn’t see any playful otters at the Brevard Zoo. But the meerkats made up for that.
Brevard Zoo in Melbourne, FL, has just two types of big cats, but they are well worth seeing. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen a cheetah, although I’ve tried. Several zoos I’ve visited lately have advertised this version of spotted cat, but they’ve been busy napping, or hiding, when I stopped by.
My husband and some of our extended family stalked the cheetah enclosure a few times last week, and we were able to withstand the heat and humidity long enough to stay for the cheetah “talk” that afternoon. Like most cats, the big females slept and rested through most of the day, but roused themselves when three of their keepers, armed with big poles just in case, came through the gate for a visit.
The three girls made halfhearted attempts at playing with balls tossed around by the staff members, but it was too hot for them to agree to play. They did, however, lay down well in sight of our group, and tolerated much picture taking, to our delight.
We learned that cheetahs can run up to 50 mph, but only in short sprints. In the wild, they gorge themselves so much on prey they have to rest before moving on to digest their meal in a safe place. Wild cheetahs live in Africa, and the females are solitary unless mating or mothering cubs. Since there are no male cheetahs at the Brevard Zoo, these girls will be kept together as long as they tolerate each others’ company.
Earlier in the day, we spied several sleeping jaguars. One wanted to be left alone.
The other, we spied napping by a wall, looking very much like it would enjoy a nice scratch under the chin. The enclosure wisely prevented anyone from trying.