The little boy ran up to the cage at the zoo.

“Mommy! Mommy, look!” The little boy pointed inside the cage.

“Yes, I see.” The mom smiled “Do you know what animal it is?”

“A monkey!” The boy exclaimed.

“That’s right! Good job.” The mom paused. “Hey, buddy. Mommy has to go to the bathroom. Can you wait here for a couple minutes?” She asked.

“Yeah.” He said.

“Ok I’ll be back.” The mom left.

Now it wa...

She was but 6 inches tall. I’m sorry, 6 and a *half* inches tall. A human, but much smaller. Standing in the middle of the keeled over, split branch where she made her home, she swept excess dust towards the edge. Moving the leaves she had hung up for privacy to the side, she gently pushed the dust pile out of her house and onto the forest floor beneath where it would be naturally recycled.

...

I went for my morning jog as I usually do, just after the sunrise. Even in winter, I have always loved running in the park, just until it meets the forest and then come back home, have my shower and drive to work. I love the silence of the early mornings, the sounds of the birds waking up while the rest of the world is still asleep. It always feels like I am the only human on Earth.

Also as usual...

Tucker comes out of the barn after feeding what seemed like 20,000 animals, all begging as if he was some messiah some miracle healer.

He comes into the pig pen with a sack full of food for the pigs when he notices that momma pig isn’t looking too good.

“Hey girl, what’s the matter with you?” says Tucker

“Nothing much, you?” says the pig....

Moths batter against the window, desparate in their desire to surrender to the light inside.

Annika looks up from the papers on her desk to watch them slamming their soft bodies into the tempered glass.

She rubs her eyes and sighs.

The work isnt done, but she knows she needs a break.

She lets the flittering of the moths purpose-driven wings lull her, her body slumping into the chair, days of s...

A monkey once went wild it ate a lot of bananas and turned into King Kong...

Our cat likes to stay outdoors. He’s a black cat with a white nose. We called him KitKat as it was the first thing that came to us on the spur of the moment. He eats his food and leaves on an adventure every day and rarely returns unless it’s time to sleep or eat. We assume he’s great pals with the neighbourhood cats and hope he’s not involved in the screeching battles that we can only imagine is ...

I lived in Alaska for 20 years. Most of that time was spent in Juneau, but I had also spent time in Anchorage, Fairbanks, and Kodiak.

While I was living in Kodiak, I often went hiking in the back country, where bears were plentiful. These were Kodiak bears which frequently grew larger than grizzly bears. To prevent any unpleasantness, I often carried my rifle, a .350 Remington Magnum. To protect ...

He’s following me. Why? Is he rabid? Is there a stick, or a rock near by I can throw?

I look over my shoulder, the coyote is still there. Just slowly following me. He’s not acting aggressive, but rabies is still a concern. Maybe I should have brought pepper spray.

I start singing to myself, to calm myself and to focus, and to somehow show this coyote I am not afraid.

He still following me....

Amelia walks up to the exhibit with elephants and giraffes. She stares at the animals smiling at their beauty and complexity. All the sudden, one of the elephants says, “Hey, what’s up?” She gapes at him and mumbles something about talking animals. “ Wow, you’re shy aren’t you?” “ I-I-Amelia starts. “ Don’t be like that! Finally I find someone who can understand me, and all they do is stutter!” T...