Prison

We took the kids to Wetheriggs Zoo and Rescue centre today.

Oh.

I'm not sure I was expecting; I don't think i was as enchanted as the kids were. I felt sorry for the poor creatures in the cages. The Raccoon paced up and down its perch the whole time I could see it, a distance of about 5 steps - the tufty squirrel looking creature did the same along the floor at the side of its cage - and these marmosets looked so miserable.

I don't like to see animals that belong in the freedom caged up.