Don’t call me a Rhinoceros

Don’t call me a Rhinoceros

Imagine you are a female zookeeper keeper at a German safari park and your job is to herd the big Rhino into a closed compound when the visitors come in. Even with your zebra striped truck this is a pretty big job. The Rhino weighs over 6000 pounds and as the alpha male has an attitude. Apparently, he was not ready to back into the enclosed area and the nudge and close by driving was getting on his nerves. He finally snapped and took out his frustration on the vehicle that was supposed to be shepherding him into jail. He rolled the SUV three times and pictures show the smashed top. Fortunately, our zoo- keeper had her seat belt on and was mostly bruised and shook up. She got back to work Friday. Remember Rhino’s can be very sensitive and drive respectfully.

I took my 7 year old son to the zoo today and as we were walking around, he suddenly shouted, “Look Dad! It’s a frickin’ Elephant!” I was shocked and slightly angry, as everybody was looking at us… “What did you just call it?” I asked. “It’s a frickin’ Elephant, it says so on the picture!” he said, and so it did, A F R I C A N Elephant.

A boy sees an alligator in the zoo and shouts “Hey are you a caiman?”
“I’m alright, thanks kid,” he replies.

What do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhinoceros?
Elephino.

My new girlfriend works at the Zoo.
I think she is a keeper.