It is the day after, but we are still in a party mood. The sun is shining so we go to Artis, the zoo. We come for the monkeys and birds, of course.I like birds because they always move and flutter. We look at the penguins, quails - they always run, and at a height (the ground) that suits me fine - and lots of other birds. My mama says: perhaps papa should build a quail run in our new house? But she wants to adopt all the animals.
First we visit the Kuifmakaak that mama saw before I could see them, see little-babies. Those babies grow up fast too: they still have short hair, but their faces have gone from pink to black.
I can't remember much from the previous times I was in Artis, but this time I really wanted to make contact with the animals.
