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Cautiously Carefree

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The chimpanzees still don’t do much lounging on Young’s Hill. They spend quiet moments outside, to be sure, but it’s rare to see any of them just fully relax like they do when they’re indoors. Even when we’ve put out blankets, we haven’t seen them really nest.

Perhaps because they spent decades living indoors in laboratories without access to big open spaces, the outdoors seem to require more vigilance. I guess I feel the same way, come to think of it.

This morning, I did catch Foxie lying down way up high on the structure donors named “Jamie’s Lookout”.

You might notice that she’s still holding onto the ladder.

Even with this tether to security, you can tell that she is happy because she’s rubbing her big toe and second toe together – a classic and unique sign of happiness for Foxie.

Missy noticed Foxie in repose, and came over with a big playface. Then ensued a very short tickle/wrestle game (so short I didn’t capture a decent photo).

Missy then spied on J.B. who was with the cattle on the other property,

took a moment to sit next to the now upright Foxie,

and resumed her position on the other side of the lookout.

Foxie did some careful inspecting of the structural integrity of the platform before making her way back down.

A Subtle Hint from Jamie

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Last week, you may recall that I had a difficult time choosing a subject for a blog post. Well, here’s an explanation of one of the reasons why.

The enrichment theme for that day was “reading day” and Jamie took that to heart.

She seemed particularly enamored with a Dwell magazine. I even saw her gather up the magazine when she was moving from the front rooms to the playroom.

We see the chimpanzees carry blankets from one space to another and their favorite things (dolls for Foxie, boots for Jamie, wooden or plastic objects for Burrito), but it was the first time I’ve seen a chimpanzee so deliberately take a magazine that wasn’t smeared with peanut butter into a new space.

I didn’t get a sense that it was any particular page that she was interested in, as she carefully and thoroughly looked through the entire magazine:

Included in the reading day was a large catalog full of all sorts of products. When I went into the playroom in the evening to spot clean one last time, I found the catalog on the catwalk opened to this page:

Did boot-loving Jamie  purposely leave the catalog for me to find, hinting at a future gift idea?

A Picture Worth…

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I had the hardest time decided what to do for the blog today. There were many moments worthy of sharing and even more thoughts floating around my head. I could have written a novel.

Instead, I decided to  let the two images below speak for themselves. What do you see?

Burrito:

Negra:

Lord Byron’s poem “She Walks in Beauty” came to mind with the photo of Negra.

P.S. The “featured” image above of Annie’s profile reminded me of a Victorian cameo. I’m not sure why the chimpanzees brought to mind the 1800s today.

Behind the Scenes

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Morning is the busiest time at the sanctuary. Here’s a photo tour of the first few hours of the day today.

Coming up the driveway to the sanctuary, you can see (L-R) the trailer that houses our mobile medical clinic (which will soon be replaced with a stationary medical clinic in the new expansion), the enrichment shed for storing extra toys and blankets for the chimps, the gate to the chimp house, and the barn, which is now used to store hay and straw for the cattle. Young’s Hill, the chimps’ two-acre outdoor habitat, is out of frame to the far left.

For the chimps’ safety and privacy, the sanctuary is not open to the public.

Today staff member Anna is Lead Caregiver.

The first order of the day is to greet the chimps and work through a brief morning checklist. (That’s Annie in the background.)

Meanwhile, volunteer Linda starts preparing breakfast.

This is usually how we find Negra first thing in the morning: huddled in a pile of blankets in her favorite spot on the playroom catwalk.

And this is usually how we find Burrito: working up into his morning display.

Anna checks the day’s enrichment for safety before it’s given to the chimps.

Anna and intern Rose check some doors and locks in preparation for entering the greenhouse for cleaning:

Linda, Rose, and intern Sofia start in the greenhouse…

…while Anna brings out a basket of clean enrichment and blankets.

These guys are the true MVPs of the sanctuary. They run every hour of the day.

When greenhouse cleaning is done, Anna gives the chimps access to the greenhouse, and Linda starts serving breakfast in the front rooms while Anna closes off the playroom for cleaning.

Burrito and Annie (if you look closely you can see a tiny Jody behind them in the greenhouse):

After some more door and lock checks, it’s time to clean the playroom.

Enrichment gets a thorough cleaning, too.

While Linda, Rose, and Sofia get started in there, Anna starts the trek up the hill for her Young’s Hill perimeter check…

…and back down the other side.

Once she determines that the hill is secure, she unlocks and opens the door.

Missy, Foxie, and Annie can’t wait to get out and explore a little.

Some chimps preferred to remain in the warm front rooms.

After playroom cleaning, Anna double-checks some locks…

…and then gives the chimps access to the playroom and closes off the front rooms for cleaning.

Jamie found a new book on predators that she was captivated by.

In the kitchen, the volunteers start preparing tonight’s evening enrichment (peanut butter pinecones) and lunch.

After some checks to make sure the front rooms are chimp-free, Anna unlocks them for the next round of cleaning…

Two Small Words

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I’ve been writing these two small words over and over lately: Thank you.

Donors to the sanctuary made our year-end fundraising soar to new and unexpected heights, and we have been quite busy sending out thank you letters and donation receipts.

I love to write those words, and I love thinking about each person as they made their donation. Some donors I know very well, and I can picture them as I write. Others are new and mysterious, and I wonder how they came to know about the chimpanzee sanctuary in Cle Elum.

Sometimes (often) those two words don’t feel nearly big enough to contain all of the gratefulness that I’m feeling. I hope the actual depth of my appreciation is somehow transferred into the ink as I write.

It really is incredible that people support the sanctuary and take the time and effort to back up that support with often hard-earned money. Knowing that we have this shared concern and mission is powerful.

I feel lucky to have a job where I not only get to be around amazing and unique non-humans, but I also have the opportunity to see the generosity and hope that our own species is capable of demonstrating.

So, reflecting on all of this today, I started to think about how the chimpanzees show gratitude. Thankfulness is a pretty complicated emotion that is probably an amalgam of different feelings, and maybe something that carries a bit of cultural individuality.

We don’t claim to be able to be inside the heads of the chimpanzees, even those we know very well, so I can’t say for sure that they experience thankfulness like I do.

That’s the conundrum about perception, though – I only know what I experience. I can guess that other people/beings experience the same or similar feelings as I do based on imagining how I would feel in a given situation and observing their outward behaviors, but it’s really just a guess.

Given my limitations of knowing much of anything about what’s outside of myself, I do think that the chimpanzees show and maybe feel something akin to gratitude.

When we serve food, we bring it through the chimp area first, as illustrated in the popular “pasta cam” that J.B. created on Burrito’s birthday. The excitement that the chimpanzees exhibit and the satisfying groans they make when we provide them with food is, I think, at least tinged with gratefulness.

Among themselves, when one of the chimpanzees reaches out for reassurance (like Negra here):

and then receives the reassurance they are seeking (from Jamie in this case):

I imagine there’s some thankfulness that’s part of what the reassurance-seeker experiences.

There was a more dramatic experience last fall when we had to suture Jody’s eyelid that I couldn’t help but believe that Jody was thankful for the humans, even though we had to do something that she otherwise would not have appreciated.

And then there are just the little everyday moments when the chimpanzees do a little something that makes me wonder if they are feeling grateful, like when old friends visit and walk with Jamie or today when I caught Missy’s gaze as she turned from the window she was looking out, and she proceeded to walk over and let me groom her back through the fencing.

I can’t say for sure if Missy was thankful that I was there to share the moment with her, but I can say definitively that I felt a whole lot of gratitude.

Boyish Charm

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Burrito, the one male chimpanzee at the sanctuary, is turning 36 tomorrow!

When describing Burrito, I wouldn’t be able to count how many times I have said his age and then inserted the caveat, “but he acts more like a teenager.”

When he arrived to the sanctuary in 2008 at age 26, even then he was well into adulthood; but his boyishness was apparent. Actually, it was apparent to me when I first met him at Buckshire.

Below are a few of the early photos we took of Burrito. There’s just something absolutely irresistible and, yes, cute, about this guy:

Don’t get me wrong, he is a chimpanzee and behaves accordingly. He has his Tasmanian devil moments (no slight or stereotyping of Tasmanian devils intended).

He still regularly spits on me when I’m operating doors, especially in the morning.

But often immediately afterwards he wants to play a game of chase or tug of war:

Burrito’s je ne sais quoi clearly reaches beyond those who are lucky enough to meet him in person –  he has many fans, including official Chimpanzee Pals, out there. Being able to share Burrito’s youthful spirit is one of the very best parts of my job.

If you’ll indulge me, I’d like to share the similar boyish charm of two other male non-humans at CSNW.

A few years ago, J.B. and I adopted a dog from Lady’s Hope Dog Rescue. He had been a stray and spent some time at a couple of different shelters before he caught the attention of Lady’s Hope. He was a handful for a variety of reasons, but he quickly started to remind me of Burrito in that boyish charm sort of way.

I mean, just look at this face:

This is what Wilson wants to be doing most of the time:

Coincidentally, Wilson was diagnosed with heart issues after Burrito’s diagnosis. They take some of the same medication. Thankfully, at this point, neither of them are symptomatic and likely have no idea that they have an illness.

Because J.B. and I occupy the house on the property, Wilson is a part of the sanctuary too. He and (even more likely) his canine companion and savior Abbey can often be seen in their yard by the house, checking in on who’s coming up the driveway and watching all of the goings-on across the property.

And now we have a third young male who lives at the sanctuary. We’re still getting to know Nutmeg, the one steer who is part of our new cattle family. Somehow, he also has this young-at-heart innocence that was immediately apparent and has won us all over.

He also has one of the greatest hairdos of anyone I’ve ever met:

Nutmeg dutifully ambles along after his mom Betsy, adoptive aunt Honey and more feisty cousin Meredith. Being a male born to a cow genetically bred for the dairy industry, he’s a big guy, but I don’t think he realizes his size.

I don’t know how we lucked out with these three or why they all have a similar enchanting youthful demeanor, but I sure am glad I know them.

I’ll end with a look back at a couple of videos that illustrate the easy task of enticing the silliness out of Mr. B.:

A big happy birthday to Burrito tomorrow! May your heart always remain young, and may you, Wilson, and Nutmeg continue to charm anyone who takes the time to get to know you.