Le carnaval des animaux

I'd like to personally welcome you to my Carnival of the Animals. Step inside as I guide you throughout the premises; don't feed the animals please, and follow me.

This is my mother, the Flamingo. Look how beautiful and graceful she is, such a brilliant, bright personality. She's very sociable, she could talk for hours! But do yourself a favor, hm? Don't piss her off.

This is my father, the Polar Bear. He's got a nasty bite, an appetite to be reckoned with, and he's very...intimidating. But he's also wise; he chooses his battles, and thus wins wars without even using words. He would do anything for the ones he loves.

This is my older sister, the Meerkat. On the surface, she's shy; she peeks out once in awhile to see if there's danger nearby. But when she burrows into her hiding holes, her personality illuminates even the darkest corners of the underground.

This is my younger sister, the Hyena. You can hear her shrill laughter from miles away. She has a lot more potential than she's willing to expend; rather than go in for a kill, she instead scavenges and mooches (in other words, she likes to take the easy route.) But like my Father, you better watch out if she's hungry.

And me? I'm the Tiger. I like to be on my own most of the time, make my own kills and mark my own territory. I would kill for my family and close friends...I keep my circle very small. I'm extremely competitive, and I'm not afraid to bare my teeth and sink my claws into your eyeballs to let you know that around here, I'm the boss. But once in awhile, I'll share a carcass with you. Maybe. Just don't expect it to be a regular thing, since over-staying your welcome in my 20km-radial bubble may result in you becoming my next meal.

And on that note, my tour ends here. The gift shop is to your left, donations are greatly appreciated. Thanks for stopping into Le carnaval des animaux, and remember; there's a beast inside us all.