Chimpanzee Sanctuary Northwest
Hope. Love. Home. Sanctuary
“A Wish for a Friend”
Wishing you a rainbow
For sunlight after showers—
Miles and miles of Irish smiles
For golden happy hours—
Shamrocks at your doorway
For luck and laughter too,
And a host of friends that never ends
Each day your whole life through!
-Irish Blessing #25
We hope everybody is having a fun and safe St. Patrick’s Day.
Teeny Tiny Terry sits on a teeny tiny block,
Blowing raspberries at caregivers all around the clock.
Teeny Tiny Terry is goofy with his teeny tiny friends,
Hoping that his play sessions will never come to an end.
Teeny Tiny Terry and his teeny tiny tongue,
Greets every caregivers’ hand with nothing but love.
Teeny Tiny Terry loves eating his teeny tiny food,
Making sure everything in his mouth is evenly chewed.
Teeny Tiny Terry lets out a teeny tiny hoot,
Making everyone else follow in suit.
Teeny Tiny Terry and his teeny tiny toes,
Gets caregivers’ attention for drinks from the hose.
Teeny Tiny Terry has captured all of our teeny tiny hearts,
No one could ever imagine a life being too far apart.
Photo Captions:
1: Terry seems to have found the wooden block toys are the best chairs!
2: Terry and Mave play during lunch today.
3: Terry sticks his tongue out to greet caregivers in the morning.
4: Terry eats his chow biscuits during lunch.
5: Terry begins hooting as the others are doing as well.
6: Terry loves receiving drinks from hoses!
7: Terry and Cy!
Bonus photos of Honey B at lunch:
I think that of all of the seven chimpanzees at the sanctuary, Annie could be described as most like a poet. She can frequently be seen in serene moments by herself, seemingly lost in thought.
Today, while I was busy filming Missy in the greenhouse, I realized that Annie had been outside for quite some time alone, so I ventured into the snow to see what she was up to.
To highlight her inner poetic nature, I found this poem to pair with the photos of Annie below:
Winter is the slow-down
Winter is the search for self
Winter gives the silence you need to listen
Winter goes gray so you can see your own colors…
~Terri Guillemets
