Nice kitty...

One of the five Scottish Wild Cats we saw at the Five Sisters Zoo with the Flumlet today. I was thrilled and stood for several minutes but he was itching to get to the soft play, Mr Flum itching to get to the café, which, to be fair, so was I by then.

We'd been all round the zoo already, from end to end, admiring so much variety of beasts large and small - from Dwarf African Crocodile to cheetah, from Prairie dogs to otters (all in the extra) down to the leaf-cutting ants which we observed carrying their burdens nestwards despite being entirely independent of any display case (extra 2). So we didn't see any bears? nor lions? wolves? badgers? reindeer? tapir? No, but we did see a snow leopard (which are quite elusive) and lots of other things.

After the café lunch and his allocated time in the soft play (an hour and a half!) we headed back to Flum towers for some craft work and eventually conveyed a very tired boy back to his parents. I trust he sleeps well tonight, dreaming of cute little furry animals and banishing tarantulas from his mind. 

Oh, and sorry, I haven't a photo of him today.