Feed the Giraffes (28)

I got to feed a giraffe. This may be my best new thing of all. The Living Desert folks hand out green pellets about the size of a grape. "Hold it between your thumb and forefinger," she said. "They can't take it out of a flat palm the way a horse will." Always obedient, I did as I was told.

The giraffe leaned over the tall chain link fence, his head dipping down on his long neck toward me and my morsel. I offered it to him, and his long, long tongue scooped it up. His soft, soft mouth closed around my fingers, a gentle caress that made me go tender inside. It was one of my most thrilling, sweetest moments. Now I'm hooked and telling everyone. 10am daily. Feed the giraffes. Don't miss it.