close the zoo


Baby lioness posing on the log by Tambako The Jaguar
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One of the cubs came quite close and I could shot this cute picture!

anonymous asked:

Zoos and Aquariums do more to protect species in the wild than any other program, and once a wild habitat is gone it's GONE. Captivity is often their only hope until we can rehabilitate them somewhere. Why do so many people who call themselves vegan have zero understanding of how any of this works? : /

Hi, alumni from the Conservation Biology and Ecology program at Arizona State University here. Let me break it down for you from an evidence-based perspective, since my being vegan leads you to believe I’m just talking out of my ass or something.

In not one of my classes was it ever stated that zoos are fundamental to wildlife conservation. In fact, my biology conservation professor said captivity in zoos is very antithetical to the physical and mental health of large land mammals, especially elephants and big cats.

Animals, especially far-roaming species, exhibit stereotypical behavior in order to cope with their cramped, unnatural living conditions (i.e. bar biting, circling, pacing).

Rehabilitation programs only work when endangered species have an environment to return to (in many cases, they do not), and the most successful programs I have seen are in closed facilities - not zoos open to the public.

Human beings are causing the sixth mass extinction event, and zoos are not going to help stop global warming, deforestation, ocean acidification, or poaching. Zoos aren’t even a temporary stop-gap solution. It’s a feel-good option for people who want to stare at wild animals in an artificial environment.

Unlike wildlife sanctuaries, which put the animals’ welfare first and foremost, zoos place a large amount of importance on giftshop and ticket sales, and that prioritizes species that are easily identifiable to the public - not animals who are the most threatened.

Captive-breeding in zoos will only go so far, and it is estimated that relying on captive-bred animals only (and not capturing more from the wild) will only allow 100-years of breeding before the species becomes so inbred they are no longer genetically viable.

Zoos have been known to kill “surplus” animals.

The vast majority of zoos DO NOT release animals back into the wild.

Sometimes zoos sell “surplus” animals to circuses, canned hunting facilities, or the exotic pet trade.

Chances are, many of you have seen Blackfish and boycott SeaWorld. While that is admirable, zoos are simply an extension of the captive animal entertainment industry. Some zoos even make their animals perform tricks to the detriment of the animals.

Do Zoos Really Teach Visitors Anything?

Zoos teach young children, as well as adults, that it is acceptable to keep animals in cages and pens for the rest of their lives, rather than live in their natural habitats.

Zoos are inherently cruel because profits come first, and animals cannot consent to captivity.

The fact of the matter is, you don’t need a BS in Conservation Biology to understand how placing wild animals in pens for us to pay money to look at sounds dubious and suspect. We need to use our critical thinking skills and stop being dogmatically worshipful of these institutions that profit from the captivity of sentient, living beings.


A cute fox with almost closed eyes by Tambako The Jaguar
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Next fox picture. This one was looking cuter because of the closed eyes!

we found a snapping turtle in a man made pond

by we i mean one of my teen volunteer found a weird turtle and he wanted to get a picture of it so he picked it up

and so he discovered it was a snapping turtle.

i was not there for the incident but he messaged me afterwards showing the wound and the turtle.

He was obviously a released pet as they are noottt native to this area.

theyre also illegal to own without permitting. animal control wont take him because our animal control is shit and doesnt do half of the job theyre supposed to. the reptile rescue closed down. the zoo cant take him. i sure as hell dont have the facilities for a god damn snapping turtle.

what do??


Cheetah cub so close! by Tambako The Jaguar
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One of the cheetah cubs was very close to me!

okay I was out today and there was this huge bulky guy in gym clothes sitting at a tiny table with a tiny macbook drinking a tiny espresso and it was just about the funniest thing 

he was sitting a metre away you don’t understand how difficult this was  

Home For Summer (Jonsa)

Hogwarts AU fic requested by @kingsnovv

Jon is disowned by his family after being sorted into Gryffindor. He’s spending his fifth year summer with the Stark family when he finally plucks up the courage to make a move on his best friends sister.

Squint to see throbb. Really squint. (mentioned)

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I am beyond digusted that this is even a question.

The vast majority of people who are against, or “icky” with zoos, eat meat, dairy and eggs, and own pets. They don’t think twice about that. Yet it’s ZOOS that need “revision”?

Zoos are correcting themselves, all the time. Zoos are the one and ONLY form of animal keeping that is for the animals. Food industry, clothing industry, pets - that’s all selfish. Zoos were originally just for amusement, to show off strange creatures from a vast and unknown world.

Today, they are for education, touching people’s minds about animals they are never going to meet otherwise (and no, reading about it in a book or seeing a film is NOTHING like getting up close and personal with a real, living, breathing animal), and saving them from extinction, in a world that is more and more dangerous for animals, everywhere. And that is OUR fault. So it’s on US to fix it.

To close zoos, would be an absolute disaster for animals. One, it would disconnect people from animals even further. Two, it would cease any research that we can do on animals in zoological settings, to help their wild relatives. And three, it would cease all and any breeding of endangered species - MANY OF WHOM ARE ONLY ALIVE TODAY BECAUSE OF CAPTIVE BREEDING PROGRAMS.

Whales and Waves

A/N: A fluffy request for a Spencer x Reader where they are on a date and she asks him to go whale watching. She loves the ocean and when they sea a pod of orcas, she freaks out and and started talking about how much she loves them. Spencer listens while she rambles about how they should be free and happy and they’re beautiful and smart. @coveofmemories


“Okay, so I know I said I’d let you pick where we went today because I picked last time, but I found out about this whale watching tour off the coast that’s happening today and I really wanna go,” you rambled to your boyfriend. You’d picked your last date of mini golf, so you told him you’d let him pick this time, but you were absolutely obsessed with whales and really wanted to go. “Puh-lease.”

Spencer took your hand, leading you toward the car as he lifted your hand to his face to give it a kiss. “You’re cute. Yes, we can go whale watching. Are there any particular types that we’re supposed to see on this tour?”

“Orcas!” you said excitedly. “I’ve always wanted to see killer whales in the wild. I don’t like going to zoos and stuff and that’s the only place you can see them up close.”

“Why don’t you like zoos?” he asked. “All the cute animals.”

Yea, all the cute animals that weren’t supposed to be in cages. “Animals are supposed to be in the wild. I know that some zoos are really good about taking care of their animals, but with aquariums especially, there just isn’t enough room for them to move around. It’s unfair and I hate it. I mean…” As you looked over, you saw Spencer smile wide and your passion for sea life. You’d always loved whales and dolphins and even sharks. Marine life was fascinating to you. “What?”

“You’re so passionate about whales,” he said. “It’s sweet. Did you know that the language of killer whales is one of the most complex in the animal kingdom? They use high-pitched whistles, pulsed calls and low-frequency pops and can even make clapping sounds with their jaws. The whistles are used for close, personal communication, and the pulsed calls are for long distance.” 

While you were driving, you could see Spencer talking with his hands in that way he did when he was rambling off a statistic of some kind. “Yes! I did actually. Babe, when it comes to killer whales, I know a lot, so you’re gonna have to dig deep to find something I don’t know. Also, just a heads up, I’m probably going to be rambling while we’re on this trip and I know you already know all this stuff but I love whales so I’m not going to be able to stop myself,” you laughed as you pulled into the area where the tour would take off. 

“You ramble all you want, love,” he said with a smile. “You talk about whales like I talk about…well, everything, and I find it very endearing. Ready?” Just as you bought your tickets, the tour was ready to take off and you ran on the boat just in time. 

It took about 15 minutes to get to the area where they had been spotted earlier today, but once you were there, an announcement was made on the ship’s PA system. “If you look toward the northwest passed the orange buoy, you can see a pod about to breach,” you heard from the system. 

Running to the opposite end of the ship, you screeched when you saw them. There were at least three from what you could see and one of them was a baby. “Did you know the oldest killer whale ever was 103?” you asked, turning around so fast your hair smacked Spencer in then face. “And it’s not uncommon for them to live into their 90s.”

Of course he knew, but he acted like he didn’t, which was great for you, because you felt like you could continue rambling. “And the momma whale was pregnant for 17 months. Humans think they have it bad.” You leaned over the edge as much as you could without falling over. Spencer’s hand reached out in front of you with binoculars.

“Go ahead,” he said. “See if there are more than three.” As they came into view, you realized it was quite a few more than you’d thought - between 7 and 12. “Yes there are! Big families! Orcinus orca, also known as the killer whale, but it’s not a whale, it’s actually a dolphin. The biggest ones ever! Spence, look they’re so pretty!” Bouncing up and down on your feet, you continued to ramble off any fact you could think of. They traveled in pods. The biggest whale on record was 32 feet long and 11 tons. They fed on sea birds, squid, octopuses, sea turtles, sharks, rays and fish, and even some mammals like seals, dugongs and the occasional moose. 

“Look at the baby!” you squealed.

“He’s probably around 8.5 feet long and anywhere from 265 to 350 pounds,” he said into your ear. Again, you spun around and slapped him with your hair.

“Are you having fun?” you asked, suddenly feeling bad for dragging him along when he was supposed to pick your date for today.

He bent down to kiss your neck and smiled as you turned to look at the whales again. They were heading off away from the boat, so they were going to follow them for a little while. “I’m having a lot of fun,” he mumbled. “Watching you being so happy makes me happy.”

Leaning back into him, you rested your head on his shoulder and smiled. “You can pick the next two dates now.” 

“Maybe I’ll pick whale watching again just so I can see you squeal like a two-year-old,” he laughed. “You just look so happy.”

It’s because this was where they were meant to be seen. “They belong here,” you sighed. “They aren’t meant for captivity. Nothing compares to the ocean.”

“So I’m assuming you’ve never been to Sea World?”

“Nope,” you said, “Again, I’m sure that there are a lot of places where they treat their animals well, but only as well as they could be without being in the ocean. A tank, however big, is just not enough. You know none of the people that have died by killer whales have died in the wild? They’ve all been in captivity. And then they get a bad reputation, like Tilikum.”

“Yea,” he sighed. “But don’t think about that, it’ll make you sad. Just look at the baby.”

With a happy ‘okay,’ you stood on the bottom rail again to get a good look at the little orca. Just as you got your footing, a wave crashed into the ship, causing you to fall back into Spencer’s arms. “We definitely need to do this again,” he said, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

Stay-at-Home Stan

Okay so.  I had this idea earlier for an AU of the Stanley McGucket AU where Stan gets taken in by the McGuckets while he’s a drifter, so they don’t know his real last name (he’s going by “Stanley Forrest” at that point), and he doesn’t pick up as much of a southern accent as in the main ‘verse.  Things similar to main ‘verse still go down though, and it somehow warped into Stan being a stay-at-home dad?  Like, he does other things with his life, but no babysitter will watch the kids and he hated his job anyways so he might as well do this.  Ford gets a hold of Stan, who says “I can’t come to Gravity Falls, but if ya really wanna talk, come see me in San Diego” and then this scene happens.

               Ford knocked uncertainly on the door.  He tried to calm his nerves.

               This is the address Stan gave me. He huffed.  Can’t believe Stan refused to come to Gravity Falls.  The door opened.  

               “Hey, Ford,” Stan said.  He was clearly disheveled, and seemed tired, but he looked better than Ford expected.

               Hell, he probably looks better than I do right now, given the way he’s staring at me.

               “Uh, come in,” Stan said, standing to the side.  Ford walked into the house, still on edge.  His nerves more or less dissipated when he saw how cozy the somewhat clean living room was.  There were children’s toys scattered around the off-white carpeting, which confused him.

               Maybe Stan has a roommate who has a child.

               “Do ya wanna talk in the kitchen?” Stan asked awkwardly.  “I, uh, I think we’ve got some coffee.  And it looks like you could use a cup.”

               “Yes, please.”  Ford followed Stan to the kitchen, then took a seat at the table.  He continued to take in his surroundings while Stan dug around in cupboards.  And the sound of footsteps, Stan and Ford turned around.  

               “Hey, kid, you’re supposed to be nappin’,” Stan said.  The girl, a toddler no more than four years old, rubbed her eyes with her free hand.  Her other hand was busy holding a large stuffed animal frog.

               “Woke up,” she mumbled blearily.  She stared at Ford.  “Who’s he?”

               “A…friend,” Stan said hesitantly.  The child frowned.

               “Looks like you.”

               “Your point?” Stan asked.  The child scrunched up her nose, clearly dissatisfied with Stan’s response.  “I can’t play right now, y’know.”

               “Don’t wan’ play.  Wan’ foods.”

               “All right, we can do that,” Stan said.  He picked up the toddler and sat her in a chair at the table, which Ford suddenly realized had a booster seat in it.  “Whattaya want, kiddo?”

               “My name’s not kiddo.  ‘s Daisy,” the child said petulantly.  Stan chuckled.  

               “I know that.  Whattaya want?”


               “The stuff your ma makes?” Stan asked.  Daisy nodded.  “You’re in luck.  She made some before she left.  Can ya wait ‘til I get the coffee started?”

               “No,” Daisy said flatly.  Stan looked over at Ford.

               “Mind waitin’ on the coffee until I get Miss Daisy her food?”

               “That’s fine,” Ford said, slightly blindsided by how good Stan was with this girl. He looked over at the child, who was staring at him.  “H-hello.” She zeroed in on his hands.  Ford fought the urge to hide them.

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Avengers Chatroom: Excursion

Requested by Anon.

Scenario: Steve takes group outings very seriously. F!Reader and the others don’t.

Steve has created a chatroom.

Steve has invited Clint, Sam, Y/N, Bucky, Peter, Wanda, Scott, Nat.

Steve: Does everyone remember the rules?

Peter: Yes, I do :)

Steve: Well kid, the others aren’t as behaved as you so I’m just going to go over them again.

Scott: Awww c’mon. We’re not kids.

Bucky: Recite them for Sam. He is IMMATURE LIKE A CHILD.

Sam: And for Bucky. You know how bad his hearing is. PREHISTORIC LIL SHIT.

Y/N: Seriously, Clint might not have heard you the first time.

Clint: What are we talking about?

Steve: I’m going grey because of you guys. Remember: Stick with who you are assigned with! That is: Sam and Bucky. Clint and Y/N. Scott and Nat. Wanda and Peter. Do not take off your disguises! Behave, we don’t want people freaking out that we’re Avengers. We’re here to have a good time.

Wanda: You would have made a great kindergarten teacher.

Sam: Why am I paired with Bucky?

Y/N: You want us to not draw attention and yet you pair the ones who are most likely to do so.

Nat: Bad pairing Steve.

Steve: It’s too late to change it now! The Zoo closes at 4pm. We will all meet at the entrance at 3:30, okay?

Scott: I am a grown man. With a daughter. Why do I feel like I’m being parented?

Clint: Because you are.

Scott: I don’t mind though. You’re amazing, Steve.


Scott: I don’t know what you’re talking about!

Nat: Phil’s title is being challenged.

Steve: Anyway. I want updates every hour, okay? Have fun.

Y/N: I bet Clint wants to check out the Aviary first.

Clint: Damn straight I do.

Y/N: Thanks a lot, Steve. You could’ve paired me with Peter or Wanda.

Clint: No time for chatting, Y/N. Let’s go.

Bucky: Take Sam with you.

Sam: Let’s go see if there’s gorilla’s, Bucky. You’ll fit right in with them.

Scott: I hope there are no Anteaters.

Y/N: Clint is trying to touch the parrots!


Steve: Clint, leave the parrots alone!


Nat: He deserves that.

One hour later.

Peter: This is my hour check in! Wanda and I are at the aquarium.

Wanda: There are some weird looking fish here.

Scott: Checking in as well. Nat and I are watching the dolphins.

Sam: I tried to lose Bucky in the crowd but I failed. We are near the giraffe enclosure.

Steve: Okay, good. So far so good. Clint, Y/N?

Clint: So

Clint: Before I say this

Clint: Promise you won’t get mad?

Steve: Did you try to pet another animal?

Clint: Many actually, but that’s not the point.

Scott: So what did you do?

Clint: Y/N is Houdini.

Sam: What?

Clint: I lost sight of Y/N…

Nat: Deep breaths, Steve.



Peter: What were you doing?!

Clint: We were in the reptile exhibit but I wanted to see the bears so I told her I’d be right back and that we’d meet outside the exhibit. So I waited for her and she never came out and I checked inside and she wasn’t there.

Nat: I tried phoning her, but it went to voicemail.

Steve: Do you think someone could’ve taken her?!

Sam: She is a highly trained Avenger, I don’t think so.

Steve: Everyone has some type of power these days! She could’ve been overpowered!

Wanda: In front of everyone? Unlikely.



Scott: I will get my friends to look for her.

Peter: Your friends?

Bucky: He means the ants.

Steve: Has anyone spotted her yet?

Nat: Not yet.

Peter: Maybe she left and is at the base.

Wanda: That’s not like her to just leave and not tell anyone.

Scott: I found her phone!

Steve: Where was it?

Scott: In the lion enclosure …

Sam: Steve, are you okay?

Clint: He’s mad.


Clint: Yup, definitely mad.

Peter: Calm down. I don’t think she was eaten.

Nat: Yeah people would’ve noticed. It’s not hard to miss.

Wade has joined the chat.

Wade: Hey guys! It’s Y/N. I lost my phone when I went to look for Clint because he was taking too long to meet me.  

Steve: Oh good, you’re okay.


Nat: Wade? As in Wade Wilson?

Bucky: Isn’t he that infamous merc who likes to impale his opponents?

Wade: I also like to shoot them a lot. BANG BANG.

Wanda: Y/N meet us at the entrance right now!

Wade: Hey, how you doin’?

Wanda has left the chat.

Steve: Can you put Y/N back on?!

Wade: Sure, Captain GreatAss.

Wade: Guys you have to meet Wade, he’s really funny! I’ll meet up with you in 5.

Steve: You know, I liked it better when she was lost, because that’s easier to handle than this.

Peter: Hey Wade.

Wade: Why didn’t you tell me that you’re an avenger now Peetie? THIS IS HOW I HAD TO FIND OUT? Are they accepting anymore recruits?

Peter: Bye Wade.

Peter has left the chat.

Steve: Avengers assemble …at the entrance.

Steve has left the chat.

Wade has left the chat.

Sam has left the chat.

Bucky has left the chat.

Nat has left the chat.

Clint has left the chat.

Scott: But I wanted to see the penguins…

Scott has left the chat.