As the holidays approached, a group of “wildlife enthusiasts” sued me. They claimed that keeping animals in captivity was a form of abuse and, in the middle of the night, they "liberated" every animal in my zoo. A scream tore from my throat. That pack of morons will die out there! Later, a video popped up on my feed: a full-grown snow leopard, wailing miserably at a little calf. “Do you know where Mama Keeper is?” The calf trembled, backing away, which only made the snow leopard cry harder. “Mama Keeper, where are you? I’m starving to death.” 1 After graduation, I took over a small zoo. I’d just finished shooting a few promotional videos, hoping to drum up some business for the holiday season, when a court summons arrived. A group of self-proclaimed wildlife enthusiasts was taking me to court, arguing that by keeping wild animals in enclosures, I was suppressing their natural instincts. I was baffled. I run a zoo. If I’m not keeping animals, am I supposed to start keeping people? Thankfully, the judge was a reasonable person. My zoo’s paperwork was all in order, and the plaintiffs quickly lost their case. When I got back, I threw a small celebration. Leo, my snow leopard, circled my legs excitedly. “Mama, Mama, you’re the best! You didn’t let them take me away!” I buried my face in his thick fur. “Don’t you worry, I’ll always protect you. But seriously, I’m not your mom. I’m a single human woman. I couldn’t possibly give birth to a snow leopard your size.” “I don’t care. You were the first person I saw when I opened my eyes. You have to be my mom.” It was impossible to reason with a leopard cub who’d never known his own mother. And since I’ve been able to understand animals since I was a child, Leo was thoroughly convinced. Fine. He was a pathetic, fluffy orphan, so I let it slide. That night, after my rounds—tucking in the black bear who hated the cold, cuddling the clingy snow leopard, and consoling a Pallas’s cat nursing a broken heart—I finally collapsed into my own cozy bed. I woke up to armageddon. Where was my giant black bear? Gone! Kevin, who was supposed to be on night watch, was crying so hard his nose was running. “Some monsters… I only dozed off for a minute… They climbed the wall and opened all the cages!” The zoo was now a chaotic free-for-all, with animals wandering everywhere. The moment I stepped outside my door, Grandpa Sheldon, the seventy-year-old, six-hundred-pound Aldabra tortoise, lumbered past with a red panda clinging to his shell. “Little Keeper, this one’s a real handful. My ears are ringing.” I quickly scooped the red panda off his back and handed him to a keeper. “I’m so sorry, Grandpa Sheldon. I’ll get you right back to your enclosure.” The tortoise took a slow, deliberate step. “No need. It’s been ages since I had a good stroll. I think I’ll go see if that alligator who bit me is dead yet.” My eye twitched. “That was almost twenty years ago. You’re still holding a grudge?” I stepped aside just in time to lunge, grabbing a pelican that was trying to swallow a capybara whole. “How many times have I told you? You can’t eat your coworkers!” He refused to let go. “You only live once. A little taste of a coworker can’t hurt.” After rescuing the placid capybara, two white-faced sakis swung past overhead. “Good morning, Keeper! Another day, another joy!” Two freshly-made turds dropped from above, landing squarely on the head of a charging lion. “Catch us if you can, silly kitty!” The enraged lion roared, charging blindly. “You stinking monkeys! I’m going to eat you!” Grandpa Sheldon couldn’t dodge in time and was knocked onto his back, his legs flailing. He let out a weary sigh. “Oh, my old back. These young’uns have no respect these days.” It took the entire day to wrangle the frolicking animals back into their homes. Just as we thought it was over, Kevin screamed again. “The black bear, the snow leopard, and the Pallas’s cat are gone!” We pulled up last night’s security footage and saw her: Diane, the lead "wildlife enthusiast" from the lawsuit. She and a few others were sneaking up to Leo’s enclosure. Leo’s eyes shot open. He covered his head with his paws in terror. “Someone’s here to eat the leopard! Mama, help me!” 2 Diane cooed softly, "Don't be afraid. Soon, you'll be free." A tranquilizer dart hissed through the air, embedding itself in Leo's fluffy backside. They loaded him onto a waiting truck. Leo let out a pained cry. "Mama, tonight, I sail on my final voyage." A mournful wail escaped my lips. "Leo! My sweet baby Leo, whom I raised from a bottle!" Kevin sent me the other videos. The black bear was sleeping so soundly that the tranquilizer dart didn't even wake her. She just rolled over and kept snoring. The group had also tried to nab a giant panda, but our pandas have a habit of digging their own sleeping burrows, so the thieves came up empty-handed. The Pallas's cat, Pip, had boarded the truck willingly. He'd been suffering from insomnia ever since his latest breakup and probably tagged along out of concern for his friends. I called the police immediately. The security cameras had caught the license plate. The police found Diane quickly. She showed no remorse. "It's a bear's nature to hunt. By caging them, you're suppressing their instincts. And officer, look at what she feeds that snow leopard every day. There's no nutritional balance. If that's not abuse, what is?" She held up a video of a keeper feeding Leo, her voice ringing with conviction. I glanced at the video, confused. It was all fresh, high-quality meat. What was the problem? Diane's voice rose with indignation. "You feed yourself fruits and vegetables, so why don't you give any to the snow leopard? It's obvious you're just fattening him up to make a profit!" If Leo had heard that, he would have clawed her face off. He was a carnivore. "Besides," she added smugly, "releasing animals is a good deed. I'm helping you atone for your sins." I resisted the urge to slap her and turned to the reporters who had arrived. "The animals she stole have all been evaluated for release in the past," I explained. "We only kept them in the zoo after determining they couldn't survive in the wild." Diane sneered. "They're predators. Of course they can survive. They need to be free. Keeping them in a zoo will give them depression." I shoved my phone in her face, playing the video that was now trending number one. In it, a grown snow leopard was wailing miserably at a little calf. He tried to pounce, but the calf kicked him twice, sending him tumbling. "Do you know where my Mama is? I'm so hungry. I miss my Mama." Hearing his voice, tears of heartache streamed down my face. My poor Leo had never suffered a day in his life. He was so spoiled, his keepers had to cut his meat into tiny, bite-sized pieces. Chloe, a young reporter, handed me a tissue. "Don't worry, Zoo Director. We just got a tip. The video was shot on nearby Mount Sterling." I dried my tears, notified the Animal Protection Bureau, and rushed to the mountain. Following a tip from a local herdsman, we spent three grueling hours climbing to a midway point on the slope. Chloe had started a live stream of the rescue operation. Thanks to the viral video, her stream was flooded with viewers. 【That snow leopard really isn't cut out for the wild. It's being bullied by a calf!】 【What on earth does the keeper feed it? It's so chubby.】 【So cute! Where is this zoo? I want to visit.】 An idea sparked. I jumped into the frame. "Our Crestview Zoo has been open for over forty years! We have all sorts of predators and cute critters you can see up close. And if you follow my account, tickets are only $9.99!" 【Is the director running a charity?】 【That's so cheap! I have to go!】 In an instant, we sold over two thousand advance tickets. Chloe gave an awkward laugh and whispered, "Director, we haven't even run our own ads yet." I flushed, rubbing my nose. "Sorry, you go ahead." Ever since I'd taken over the zoo, it had been a money pit. This was my first real chance to turn things around, and I got a little carried up. We soon reached the location from the video. The grass was trampled, covered in the hoofprints of cattle and the paw prints of a snow leopard. I raised a megaphone. "Leo! Leo, where are you? Mama's here!" I shouted until my voice was hoarse, but there was no response. Then, one of the officers from the bureau called out. They had found snow leopard fur near a steep, rocky cliff. Their initial assessment was that he had fallen. 3 My heart plummeted into an abyss. I collapsed at the edge of the cliff, sobbing. "My poor Leo! An orphan since birth, never even had a girlfriend! Please come back! Mama won't stop you from visiting Penelope next door anymore! You can have all the ice cream you want!" As I was crying my eyes out, a small calf peeked out from behind a tree. "Are you really Leo's mom? Can you give me the secret password?" Without thinking, I replied, "Open Sesame." The next moment, an agile snow leopard leaped out and pounced on me. "Mama, Mama, Mama! I knew it was you! I knew you'd come save me!" He tried to shove his entire head into my arms, his big, rough tongue licking away my tears. "Mama, Mama, Mama! Can I really go play with Penelope? And I want ten ice creams!" I grabbed his tongue. "Why didn't you answer when I called?" Leo puffed out his chest proudly. "You always taught me, Mama. Never answer when a stranger calls your name, and never go with a stranger. You have to get the password right." I was so exasperated I could have throttled him. I pounded on his back a few times. The little calf trotted over and kicked Leo with its hoof. "You said your mom was super tall and strong, and could take out my mom with one punch." I silently handed the calf two beef jerky sticks and shooed it down the mountain to find its mother. The calf's eyes lit up. "What is this? It's delicious!" Leo started meowing with envy. "Mama, I want some too! A big piece!" The live stream chat was going wild. 【What an adorable snow leopard! He's so cuddly.】 【Feeding beef jerky to a calf? The director is one of a kind.】 【Finally found one! That was tough. Now just the black bear left, that's the dangerous one.】 Chloe stared at Leo's sleek, glossy coat, her eyes full of envy. With my permission, she started petting him with both hands. Leo looked utterly resigned. "Mama, can I suddenly turn and scare her?" Just then, a breathless officer from the Animal Protection Bureau ran up, asking about the size of the missing black bear. When he learned that the bear, Honey, was seven feet tall, weighed eight hundred pounds, and was currently in heat, his face grew grave. "We found scraps of clothing and bear tracks nearby." "We suspect," he said grimly, "that this bear has killed someone." I quickly waved my hands. Honey had been raised by a young female keeper since she was a cub. She was so gentle, you could hit her three times and she wouldn't even make a peep. Even in heat, she wouldn't attack a person without provocation. The officer held up a plaster cast of a paw print. "Are you sure the bear from your zoo weighs eight hundred pounds?" "Of course," I said. "Honey just had a check-up a few days ago." "Well," he said, "the tracks we're measuring suggest a bear weighing at least twelve hundred pounds." 4 Leo's fur instantly stood on end. He pressed himself against my leg, trembling. "Mama, I told you Honey would eat people! It has to be her! She's always so mean! She's not going to eat me, is she? Mama, save me!" I couldn't take it anymore. I gave Leo a firm slap on the snout. "She was 'mean' to you because you were constipated and your poop smelled so bad you nearly made her pass out. And for your information, Honey couldn't eat four hundred pounds of anything in one sitting." But Leo's simple brain wasn't processing. He tugged at my clothes, wailing. "Honey must have eaten several people! It's over! We're all going to die today! And I haven't even had a date with Penelope!" I clamped my hand over his mouth and looked at the officer. "We can't be sure if there are any casualties yet," the officer said. "We haven't received any reports of missing people from the nearby villages. But one thing is certain: Honey isn't the only black bear on this mountain." Facing one zoo-raised black bear was one thing. Adding a much larger wild one to the mix escalated the danger exponentially. Especially since Honey had grown up in captivity, the bureau's team had only brought tranquilizer guns. The atmosphere grew tense. The number of viewers on the live stream skyrocketed. 【Black bears really eat people!】 【I'm an expert: if you see a black bear, don't run. Lie on the ground and play dead. That way you can die with some dignity.】 【This is no time for jokes. I saw a post saying two kids from the village went missing. I think they came up this mountain.】 My heart sank when I saw that comment. An adult would know to stay away from a bear, but a child? A curious kid might not recognize the danger. Seeing a gentle bear like Honey, they might even try to play with her. And out of instinct, Honey might attack to defend herself. Just then, an officer's phone rang. It was confirmed: two children had wandered into the mountains. On the other end of the line, their parents were crying hysterically. The bureau team, which had been hesitating, made a decision. They were going up. "We've requested firearms from headquarters, but lives are at stake. Two children on this mountain is too dangerous. We're continuing the search." He then turned to me. "Director, for safety, we'll need you to come with us." I nodded. At the very least, I could try to control Honey if we found her. With a plan in place, our group assembled and followed the bear tracks deeper into the mountain.
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