The Zebras Out Back
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In the area where I live, city streets, houses and apartment buildings intermingle freely with countryside lands and properties. Having grown up the latter part of my youth in the country, I often feel it's a little strange because I don't know whether I am observing country lands that shouldn't be there, or that the city is slowly strangling what's left of the rich wild areas that still exist along the river. I have seen lots of animals in the area ranging from squirrels, deer, Canadian geese, snakes, lizards, coyotes and otters to name a few. But none so strange as the ones on the property behind my apartment complex, where the wall ends and the country begins.
Sometime late last year, I started to hear a mule or donkey, hee hawing its head off. I was completely certain that it was in great pain and being tortured or that it was badly injured. But as I listened, I realized that the strength of its calls belied that belief. It continued for hours at a time and often at night. Around the same time, I noticed a heavy stink of cow or horse patties that drifted over the wall to the back of the complex, but it honestly never bothered me because it reminds me that the countryside is close by, no matter how little of it remains here. Being in the woods or the country, often makes me feel that an adventure in some wild place like Africa is only steps away.
The bellowing has continued a few nights per week and continues even now. I have gotten quite used to it and decided that it must be an especially loud donkey and only felt a little sorry for the poor lonely fenced-in creature. Recently, I was in the managers office, filling my laundry card and listening to another resident telling Nancy, the apartment manager, about the smell from the camels and zebras. Being a typically slow-to-comprehend male, it finally dawned on me that they were talking about the land out back. I asked with wide eyes if they were and Nancy confirmed it. She told me to just walk up the stairs to the door of my overhead neighbor and I would be able to see both.
Turned out I was right. Africa is only a few steps away. I was able to see through the trees, five beautiful zebras clustered around a feeder at the far end of the enclosure. I realize now that our preconceptions could always use a bit of scrutiny, and we shouldn't assume anything. I assumed first that it was a donkey in pain. I listened carefully though and figured out it couldn't be. I also assumed that more overpowering animal smell had something to do with the horses I was used to hearing canter next to the other side of the wall. If I had put two and two together, I might have guessed that it was no ordinary event that had occurred, and perhaps taken a look and solved a minor mystery that had buzzed around inside my head for months.
Nancy is a great lady, wise and diplomatic, she also won't let tenants ruin the peace and is tireless about keeping the complex and the units maintained and clean looking. But she doesn't think it's right to have wild animals right in the middle of the city, and certainly not behind the complex. I suppose there is some cause for concern, zebras are wild, energetic creatures. They might break out and run down the street and eventually find their way to the busy intersections of metropolitan traffic not far from their peaceful countryside pen. It might also be plausible that they will jump on top of the wall, (about ten feet high), and end up in the complex causing injury and damage. Although that last is a bit far fetched. But it would seem that they are content to roam their little piece of country and call to each other at night. And perhaps it is wrong to cage such magnificent creatures, they need room to run and play and mate. I doubt they can do much of any of those three, held as they are, by their caretakers. But I just don't know.
If you ask me, they are far better off receiving personal attention by people and to roam a little plot of land, than if they were put to sleep or put in a zoo where they would live in even smaller enclosures. This is the main reason I don't like going to zoos. Even the San Diego Wild Animal Park houses many of its animals in cages or small spaces.
Shipping them off to Africa is probably not an option, and the land owner was probably the most available person to take care of these refugee animals. If that is the case, I welcome them in my backyard even though I don't see them very often, and I think we should be grateful too. Personally, I prefer zebras over free-roaming lions behind that wall.
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I am going to have to very kindly disagree here, Alexander Mark. If we domesticated wild animals, they would lose … well … what is wild about them. Isn't that a little too much human meddling, just a few steps away from genetic manipulation? I could see that some species might survive better if humans took care of and lived in peace with them rather than invading their habitats and senselessly wreaking havoc. But, to me, a wild animal is beautiful because it is free.
Unbelievable, are they still there?
Very Interesting. This Hub caught my eye first, because I painted this photograph in oil, and have it as my Avatar for several Hubs, and because I love zebras, always have. I am for leaving nature alone, and if your zebras are living peacefuly, I say let them live.
Alexander Mark. Hi. Wow how extremely lucky you must feel to have these beautiful animals so close to your home.
They must feel safe and happy to stay in the area that they have chosen to live.
No zoo could ever have enough space to cater for such animals, and my personal opinion is that animals of any size should not be kept in cages, Its makes them very unhappy and a little confused.
I might be wrong but I believe if you keep out of their space, they will keep out of ours.
I did enjoy reading your story. Thanks for sharing it with us. :) :).
Alexander, We should be so lucky !The wild ones were here first and they are beautiful in their wildness. Damn us for interfering! Thanks for nice story,jandee
I loved this Mark. I hear a rooster crow every morning and to me it is a great sound. There is a rather noisy horse down the street that does cause me concern as he seems to always be in a frenzy..I hear him..and I wonder if he is okay..It is a few houses down. I just got some chicks and If I could I would have a couple goats, a horse, and a cow..I love the country and I only live on an acre so I know I am limited..Something about the sounds of animals around me makes me feel alive.I am sure the Zebras do this for you too..as long as they are cared for well.Thanks again.
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Very interesting hub. They could be rescue animals or used for a pet zoo. I agree that wild animals should stay wild, but on the other hand there is the educational aspect of zoos. That is where the wild animal collection should end, at the zoo. There should be strict laws on collecting exotic animals. It is too easy for anyone to buy almost any kind of exotic animal. I just read a news article about a man being bitten by a Black Mamba, while purchasing it from a private seller that didn't even have a permit to have it in the first place. People need to leave the collecting to experts. Now we have evasive species in the warmer regions, that the average person cannot handle. Sorry about going on like that, but people need to wake up. There are more lions and tigers in captivity than there is in the wild. How many people know that? Don't get me wrong here. I love going to the zoo and seeing animals of the world, because I can't afford to go to where they are wild. That's where the zoos come into play. Thanks for hearing me out.
Well put, Alexander.
AM, You narrated this journey of discovery so well! And then my interest was piqued more by one of your comments:
"I am waiting for winter so I can take some pictures, that's when the tree blocking my view will lose all its leaves."
Alas, not gonna happen, cuz a later comment indicates that you have moved. (Of course, I'm happy that you moved, since you seem to have wanted to do that!) I was just momentarily disappointed about no personal photos.
Zebras are so fascinating, and every child loves to ponder whether they're black on white or white on black.
Beautifully narrated with insightful observations, such as:
"I often feel it's a little strange because I don't know whether I am observing country lands that shouldn't be there, or that the city is slowly strangling what's left of the rich wild areas that still exist along the river."
A perplexity along the same lines of zebra coloring! We never seem to stray far from those questions of childhood.
















Zollstock 3 years ago
Thanks for sharing this discovery so eloquently. Maybe our modern generation truly needs a little Africa (or a little Monterey, or even just a tiny slice of good, old farm life) in our back yard. Suburbia has caused a disconnect from nature for many, in my opinion. And I agree – private habitats that resemble a level of normalcy are preferable to inadequate caging or, worse, death. For now, enjoy those beautiful creatures nearby when you can!