We sat on the bench, my son and I. After a nice walk and a lot of talk, we decided to sit, watch the birds, and rest for a moment.
That was our first mistake.
Our second was not moving quickly enough after laughing as other people near us got pelted.
The lemurs had launched a full on aerial attack on us. They were up in the tree, picking off pods, and hurling them at us. The first group of people got off easy. We weren't. We were their main targets.
I looked up at the biggest lemur in the tree and yelled, "Oh yeah? Well, just you wait! I'm gonna make my kid wade across this pond and climb up that tree after you! He's full of gas. And, it's enough to make grown men cry when it's let loose. Foolish lemurs!"
They responded with a spectacularly well-coordinated bombardment in perfect unison. Pods were raining down on us directly and on either flank. The bench was behind us. With no chance for escaping, I conceded defeat. And then....dum, dun, daaaaaaa! The keeper with the food walked up.
I took her hostage and told the lemurs they'd be getting no food until they came down, apologized profusely, and cleaned up the mess they'd made.
Needless to say, the area was spotless by the time my son and I moved on.
I'm just glad I had an alternative to the gas method. That could've been nasty. Me without my mask and PETA lurking behind every tree.
Posted by DaGoddess at January 25, 2004 01:45 AM*L* That sounds awfully like the time the cockatoos pelted me with almond husks from my tree when I went outside to play in my younger years...
Posted by: Ren at January 25, 2004 03:04 AMReminds me of the day I was rollerblading at Venice Beach and was assaulted with a heaping load of fly-by bird poop. The fact that I was wearing a yellow t-shirt helped enhance the evidence. ew.
Posted by: Cindy at January 25, 2004 08:31 AMFeel lucky. Lemur culture is far more elaborate than you realize. Had you been bearing grape soda, you may not have come out alive!
FRINK!
Posted by: scott at January 25, 2004 10:31 AMYou never want PETA lurking behind every tree. And your story reminded me about the time my SIL got bombarded by blue jays.
Posted by: TW at January 25, 2004 06:16 PMSounds like something from THE FAR SIDE cartoons!
Posted by: Gordon the Magnificent at January 25, 2004 08:46 PMHilarious.
Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2004 04:58 AMLOL. Sounds like the little dude is well on his way to becoming a typical guy....(full of gas!)
Posted by: Dr. D. at January 27, 2004 05:22 AM