Slug, giraffe, burro take us through life’s adventures
Many years ago, I was privileged to visit the Slug Fest at the Northwest Trek Wildlife Park near Tacoma, Wash.
I still have my slug antennae that we got to wear while we raced our rented slug. Slugs are considered pests out there, so the park decided to celebrate them as a fundraiser. We did not win the race.
Since slugs are snails without shells, I had to laugh at “Boom Snot Twitty,” brought to us by Doreen Cronin. Boom is a little bear, Snot is a snail, and Twitty is a bird.
We join them relaxing by a tree early in the morning. We follow them through the day as they try to decide on activities they all can participate in. Twitty can fly to the top of the tree, Boom can climb it, but Snot can’t even get there.
Boom quickly gets bored and Twitty gets tangled in Snot yarn. (She is crocheting as she waits for them.) A rainstorm comes, and Boom runs for cover, Twitty tries to hide in the tree and Snot enjoys it. When they finally are reunited, they huddle together and just “be still!”
This would be a great bedtime book. I do have to chuckle at a snail with bows on her antennae.
Another visit to a zoo years ago let me see a baby giraffe that was an absolute delight.
In “Oh Dear, Geoffrey!” by Gemma O’Neill, Geoffrey is looking for a friend. After meeting Geoffrey and learning that he is very tall, has a very long neck and is pretty clumsy, we learn that he wants to be friends with the meerkats, but he can’t bend down that far.
He then tries to say hello to the elephants but he bumps and stumbles so they are all topsy-turvy, too. He splashes everyone at the water hole.
Finally he is loved by the monkeys who treat him as another tree to climb and visit with. Just goes to show, there are friends out there for everyone.
Then we join “Little Burro,” who is introduced to us by Jim Arnosky. Little Burro is a descendent of the burros brought to the Southwest by the early explorers to carry supplies. She was born in a canyon and does not want to leave. When the other burros leave, she hee-haws loudly, but they don’t listen. She reluctantly follows them, down steep slopes and through hot sands.
We watch as she is amazed when they come to the lake. This is her first visit. She delights in the frogs and fish, splashing all afternoon. She has such a good time that she is as reluctant to go back home as she was to start out.
She decides home is her favorite place but the lake is her second.
Luci Hand is a retired school principal who lives in Porter County. Email her at email@example.com.