Did you ever wonder what happens when circus animals can't cut it? When they just can't line up for the circus parade?
For a couple of decades, they came to New Jersey, and lived in Scotch Plains at the Terry Lou Zoo, the most depressing zoo in the world.
Sometime in the late 80's, I went with the Spawn to enjoy the entire zoo experience. We started out with a pony ride. It was a typical little path around a pond filled with greenish water. Then it was off to see the animals.
We saw some foxes and other small creatures pacing nervously, some in circles, others back and forth.
We really wanted to go to the monkey house, always a crowd pleaser. But we couldn't enter because of the intense ammonia smell.
Maybe the giraffes would be better. Tall, friendly, and again, in a cage barely large enough to contain them. Kids would reach up to pet them or offer up a snack.
The Spawn wanted to but, I saw that one of the giraffes didn't look well. We took a couple steps back, and just in time...
He sneezed blood over all the kids "lucky" enough to be in range.
We stayed a bit more, but it was more of the same; sick and depressed animals pacing endlessly in tiny cages.
Eventually, the zoo closed, and today, it stands abandoned, overgrown and unknown to most passersby.