May 26, 2012
When Caregivers brought out the water wagon into the habitat the other day to give the Girls a refreshing drink of fresh water, Tarra was somewhere around the lake, hidden from view. Once Caregiver Laurie shut off the four-wheeler, Tarra roared excitedly and began calling loudly, apparently for Shirley, who was exploring on the far end of Right field. Laurie heard Tarra roar, and she called a greeting in return. Minutes later Tarra appeared, running excitedly. Tarra and Shirley were having such a great time playing and cooling off that they probably got showered with just as much, if not more water, than they drank—they were having such a great time playing and cooling off.
Have you been checking The Elephant Sanctuary's Facebook and YouTube pages for new Elecam Encounters? We uploaded a new video showing just how sneaky Miss Tarra is when it comes to stealing hay.
4/18/2012 @ 4:40 on the Asian Barn Camera in the Asian Habitat
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Over at Q
Flora still likes the hard shower pressure of the hose close-up. She came over, stood head on and opened her mouth wide to allow the steady, narrow stream to go into her mouth. After several swallows, she began her typical routine of moving all around so that ever single part of her body got blasted with the refreshing water stream. She lowered her head to allow the water to stream behind her ears, catching some in her trunk as it escaped off the bottom edge by her shoulder, and used that to spritz her other side, and to squirt into her mouth. Her ears flapped back and forth throughout, helping to cool her off as she went. Today was a first for Flora and myself with the fire hose sprinkler in a most pleasant way. Usually Tange is the "silly" one-squishing, rolling, wiggling, etc. Today, however, Flora was not to be outdone. To my surprise, she lowered her bulk to the wet sand, and began scooting and wriggling around to scratch her belly and legs. She went all the way over onto her left side, then propped her face/trunk against the fence and scratched and squished her face and ear along the post, allowing the water to jet off her head, down her face and over her hears and feet. Sitting up on her haunches—reminding me of Minnie and her Big Blue Ball antics—Flora lavished in the cool water hitting her sun-baked wrinkles. She held her head up high, twisting and turning her trunk over her head and face, flapping her ears, and wiggling her bottom across the wet sand. She looked like a little kid, having a wonderful time without a care in the world. And to think, this was just day one with the sprinkler this year. Think of all the silliness yet to come!"