About a year ago, I bought a Groupon for a place called Animal Adventure. It looked pretty awesome; the website boasted exotic animals. I figured it was like a zoo but maybe a little more hands-on. It was nothing like I expected. Well, except for the animals. Those were pretty much what I expected.
When we drove up, I was sure we were in the wrong place. There were two other cars in the parking lot, which was in front of a green trailer. What in the world had we gotten ourselves into? Two chickens and a wooden alligator greeted us. We stepped inside to a tank of alligators – and no people.
Eventually, someone found us and put on on a tour. We saw the reptile room, where Robbie pet snake, much to his delight. We looked at horses, sheep, and pet a goat. We traveled over to the tortoise pen where Robbie got a little one-on-one time with reptiles. He also tried to sneak into the fox enclosure. Twice.
When we headed back inside, things got a little more interesting. Here, Robbie got to pet some pretty awesome animals: chinchilla, baby bunny, and hedgehog. And then he asked to pet the rat. Of all things. I’m not sure how to feel about the delight with which he pet the rat, playing with it’s tail. Robbie talked to a parrot who professed her love to him, saw some kangaroos, monkeys, alligators, and crocodiles.
Now, while I was somewhat disappointed, Robbie thought it was incredible. He went to bed asking to go on another animal adventure the next day. I love that he doesn’t notice all the little things that detract from what he thinks is incredible.