Chengdu: Home to the National Treasure
It hates noise.
We went to the Panda Breeding Center yesterday. On a tour. With a bunch of foreigners. We heard many things, most of them to the effect of “I am vehemently against keeping animals in small cages, but this is for their own survival, so I will step down off of my soap box now.”
I beg to differ.
Any animal that won’t screw to save its own species is making a pretty obvious statement, I think. Ironically, we saw many many pandas humping things other than fellow pandas. Reminds me of seventh grade, when it was cool to hump things that weren’t girls. They are cute as all hell, though.
More pictures abound if you decide to
The Lesser Pandas stole the show. Those rascally goofballs were awesome. Those little dudes were so active and playful that it was like watching a koala with plastic surgery and a better tailor working out at the gym. Actually, given the color of their coats, it was more like watching any wife living in the OC’s daily life. Except the pandas were a bit more naked, and a lot more intelligent.
Appalachian Lesser Panda:
These little homies were amazing models:
Resting the ol’ bones after a hard day’s mandibular labor:
The end result of a bitch slap.
Out of focus, but the face is priceless.