Mr. Anteater is a perfect example of one who wouldn't keep still. He had two other buddies; maybe it was a family. Their fur is so shimmery and brilliant. I wonder if they groom each other like monkeys do.
Mr. Hippo all but posed. Toward the end, he became bored and mostly showed me his butt. Unfortunately, I didn't include that picture. Ladies who worry about how big their behinds are should spend an afternoon at the zoo. I almost forgot his other most distinguishing feature: I really think he's proud of his snout. Perhaps, I should Google hippos, and gather some more information before my fertile mind goes off a cliff.
At first, I didn't even notice the lion, but then he picked up his head and allowed me to take his picture. Handsome fellow.
Ducks aren't any big deal, but, like birds, I never tire of them. I felt the swirling of the water in this shot was interesting.
Mr. Tapir was another guy who wouldn't be still. Would they be that restless in the wild? Just a thought.
I was slightly in love with Mr. Giraffe. Aren't I bad, assuming all these animals are guys? He was busy eating grass and leaves off the trees. Starting next month, the Desert Museum and, I think, the zoo also will have night events taking advantage of the coolness of the evening. Tomorrow evening, I'm doing a night walk at Sabino Canyon.