Find Hope when All Seems Hopeless

photos by Steuart and/or Jane Dewar
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by Jane Dewar, 03Oct 2004

Construction Update

The next villa ready for occupancy will be the slightly larger, Emma Villa.  Steel work is being fabricated and since Emma Villa has an extra cage, some changes need to be worked out, but it is going slowly but surely.  Meanwhile, we’re “studding out” the other two villas, Bonz and Pitchou, getting them ready for their steel work, which will be fabricated after Emma Villa is online.

The "big" news, though, is the humongo Group Building that's also finally underway, giving us all something to show people, as its progress is more dramatic and exciting, than the electrical wiring or plumbing going on at the other villas.  Steel work for this 7,000+ sqft. building will be at least a year away, but we’re getting the building itself done, so we can work on the electrical and plumbing systems during the rainy and colder winter months. Photo right shows the south end of the habitat with the group building.

There are several gorillas on our “waiting list” and as soon as Emma Villa is complete, I’m sure we’ll have a new resident or two, depending on what the Gorilla SSP (Species Survival Plan) and zoo world recommends.

Joe Update

Joe’s met Greeni and Beani, the new facility kitties (see Critter Update below) a couple of times. The first time the kittens walked into Silverback Villa and noticed Joe, they did a double-take and backed up, never taking their eyes off of him. Joe totally ignored them.  On subsequent visits, Joe dismisses the kittens by waving them away with the back of his hand, as if to push away some spoiled piece of food or poop. The kittens steer clear of Joe, but are shadows to Pete and Kelly, when they’re not supervising the construction of the Group Building, which is near their home, by the administration and food prep building.

Joe continues to enjoy his routine of going outside into the habitat. The chest beats and screams that Pete described in the earlier update, continue to happen from time to time, and we all think it’s just Joe telling the birds and squirrels in the habitat, that he’s the boss and they better not forget it. 

At the end of August, we had a birthday party for me, and we took several people up to see Joe, who seemed to enjoy watching the children, especially, although his preference continues to be large men with beards, who he rumbles and purrs at. Since we're not open to the public, Joe seldom sees non-zoo professionals, so we've painted a bright red line that visitors must keep behind and everyone wears face masks, to further protect Joe from any stray germs.  In the photo below right, you can see Joe intently studying the kids, preferring to stay inside to watch them, when he had access to his entire villa and the habitat, which tells us he was enjoying the rare treat as much as our guests!

      

 

Critter Update

Current Critter Count:
12 dogs, 23 cats
and 1 gorilla.

   

Lady, Chowie and Blondie

In the past several months, our rescued dog population swelled to 15 dogs and the peace and harmony which existed between the cats and dogs were pushed to the breaking point. In the space of just a few months, two cats, Balou and Peaches, were found with broken necks, after the dogs were heard barking and yelping in “dog pack hunting mode”.  It was a heartbreaking, devastating time, and we knew we had to find homes for 3 of the newer dogs, who seemed to be tipping the balance of our normally peaceful home.  Due to the efforts of some wonderful local animal rescue people, we found good homes for Lady, Chowie and Blondie, seen above right, and I was surprised when I was happy to be back “down” to a dozen dogs, who returned to their sweet, playful and loving selves in no time. On the left you see Herb nuzzling up to a very tolerant and patient Koko; on the right, Rosemary and Benny keep each other company.

In late July we put the word out that we were looking for 2 kittens to stay inside the facilities and act as rodent control and possible company for Joe, who had lived with cats before.  It was also our way of saying "thank you" to some of the rescue people, who work tirelessly, helping strays. We were brought 4 kittens and asked to pick the 2 we wanted.  So we took all 4, naturally.  I justified this, as Steuart's eyes rolled back into his head and he laughed, by saying the 2 additional kittens would be taking the place of Peaches and Balou, and could stay here at the cabin with the other cats.  A couple days later, at the local post office, when I walked in everyone got really excited and I could hear them saying “Miss Jane is here!  She’ll take this little kitty!” who had shown up on their door step, starving and pitiful.  Before I saw her, I screamed “NO!  We have 22 cats and that’s more than enough!”  But when I saw her, I knew I had to take Gritsi too … she looked like she could be a litter mate to the 4 kittens we’d just taken in – same coloring, same age, etc. Thus 5 new kittens came to GH.  

Since the original idea of 2 cats for the facilities was to give Joe some company too, we named the 5 new kittens after Joe’s favorite foods, green beans, romaine lettuce, watermelon and grits.

 

Why I prefer Gorillas to People

September 11th came and went … I started an update to commemorate that sad day, but depression got the best of me.  Laura Nyro wrote a song with lyrics that go “Time and Love, Nothing Cures like Time and Love” … and that got me through it, as I fought windmills and real villains in the gorilla-conservation world, which I won’t go into on this web update. 

Suffice it to say, there are some people who think they know it all, and God-forbid if you try to correct, question or advise them, they go nutso, spewing vitriol, referring you to their lawyers instead of answering simple questions, or giving you a litany of excuses for why things failed, when they might have worked, if only their own arrogance hadn’t interfered.  I’ve found that the angrier someone’s reaction is to something simple, the more insecure they are and usually the more they know they’re in the wrong or have problems they don’t want to discuss, let alone face or change.  Meanwhile, gorillas remain pawns in power plays and ego boosts, and that’s what spurs me on, when I want to give up.

I’m in such a unique position.  I don’t want gorillas at Gorilla Haven, since our goal is to be empty, which would mean each captive gorilla would be on display in a good social setting in zoos, helping to educate the public about their brethren in the wild.  I can’t be fired.  I don’t need to play the regular games of politics.  I can say what I mean and mean what I say. What a novel concept, in this day and age, when you say something, which you think is pretty clear, and it’s misinterpreted and comes out as something you hardly recognize!

We recently visited our old home in the suburbs of Chicago, after not seeing it  for several years (photo right taken in 1987). I’m still nauseated when I think of what I saw.  The horse farm surrounding our 5½ acres was inevitably going to be developed – we realized that when we lived there – but I fought for open space and we defeated developers who wanted to, in the words of Joni Mitchell, “pave paradise to put up a parking lot.”  We’d hoped the developers would save the last area of 5 acre home zoning in the Chicago area.  But the more homes you can build, the more money you make, so once we moved away, the developers got their way, and now one of the most beautiful parts of the Chicago suburbs is one of the most hideous and gaudy.  Hulking monstrosities called houses sit on tiny lots, with the only “open space” remaining being the wetlands and flood zone. My only smile came from knowing how many flooded basements there will be when Mother Nature reminds people who’s really in charge.  The coyote, deer, beaver, raccoon, birds and other wildlife that once were protected on our property, have been forced off, and people living in our old home say they hardly see any wildlife anymore, as urban sprawl lines the pockets of a few, with little to no regard for future generations.

Hurricane Season

During the hurricanes, we all survived just fine, although some nearby towns were hard hit with flooding and tornado damage.  GH is in what I call the Good Vibe Valley and we don’t get the winds and problems even our neighbors face.  We had a few dead trees blown down, and several inches of rain, which were handled brilliantly by all our drainage systems.  We lost power for about 36 hours, but all the generators worked perfectly, so we were pleased to see the emergency plans work so well.  The generator by our cabin, like all generators, is noisy, but our offices and bedroom were far enough away for it not to be a problem.  The generator by Silverback Villa is near the B and D cages and Joe seemed annoyed by the noise, patrolling more than usual, and looking for the source of the obnoxious droning.   Here in paradise, you get spoiled so easily.

Speaking of hurricanes … In August we were visiting our dear friend, Patti Ragan, on a quick trip to Florida.  Patti’s an amazing woman who takes in chimpanzees and orangutans after the pet or Hollywood industry is “finished” with them, at her sanctuary called the Center for Great Apes.  We spearheaded a fund-raising campaign for them after Charley, then Ivan then Jeanne pounded them destroying the pristine beauty of their sanctuary we had just visited.  We left on August 12th, and Charley leveled just about everything the very next day, but thankfully no lives were lost.  For more information on Patti and her wonderful sanctuary, please have a look at www.prime-apes.org

My Scavenger Hunt For Goodness

The purpose of our visit to Chicago was to give a presentation at Jane Goodall’s Chimpanzoo conference, held at Lincoln Park Zoo, with its recently re-built Great Ape house.  We were surprised to be asked to speak at a conference about chimpanzees, but the message we focused on was about how everyone can make a difference, which covers so many topics. Jane Goodall was there and I wanted to say hello, since I hadn’t seen her since we met in 1991.  But she’s always so busy with people wanting her attention, and my time was limited, so I elected to visit my beloved gorillas instead.  Some may think that’s a strange choice – World Famous Icon or gorillas, but for me, it was no contest.  In some quarters I’m called “The Other Jane” which is a compliment for me. 

It was great fun seeing my old gorilla friends, back home in Chicago, after being at other zoos while LPZ built a new Great Ape facility.  Bulera, last offspring of the famous gorilla Otto, was showing off for me on the photo near right.  She usually never paid any attention to me, but I've been following her since she was little, and she must remember me.  I've known Bahati since she was born, just over 14 years ago. I predicted she would be the "Silverback" one day, since she was so confident, playing with her father, Gino (now at Disney's Animal Kingdom). Female gorillas don't grow into silverbacks, but Bahati will probably challenge Makari for the dominant female role in JoJo's group.  She was huge as I snapped this photo (far right), but with a good reason.  Only a few days later, Bahati gave birth to a baby!  My babies are having babies now, and I'm starting to feel old!  I visited old gorilla friends at Brookfield Zoo, Milwaukee, Toledo and Louisville, and figure I saw 46 (or 46.5 if you count Bahati's baby!) gorillas at 5 zoos in 6 days! No wonder I'm tired!  We took a ton of photos, but the one on the left is one of my favorites.  Taken in Toledo, it shows Johari, once a toddler when I first met her in 1990, now a wonderful mother to Dara, who's watching mom eat and "begging" for a taste.  Dara's father, Kwisha, is another gorilla I've known forever, who's now a massive silverback, with his same baby face, just stretched into a much larger head!

At Lincoln Park Zoo there was a young boy drawing the gorillas, and doing a remarkable job.  His mother was with him and when I walked by, I remarked how well he had captured gorilla Kumba’s likeness.  The boy was surprised I knew the name of the gorilla, but Kumba and I have been friends for years, and he had done an excellent job capturing her likeness. She was the first gorilla born at LPZ, in 1970, and only the 5th gorilla born in captivity. She’s lost a lot of weight and is now an old lady, but she recognized me right away and greeted me with her typical lip flapping, as she imitates people talking.

I asked the boy artist if I could buy the drawing of Kumba from him and he looked at his mother and hesitated.  So I quickly added “Or, I’ll make a donation of $100 in your name and give it to the Limbe Wildlife Centre in Cameroon, where they help take care of orphaned gorillas from the bushmeat trade.”  Without missing a beat or looking to his mom for guidance, he quickly replied “Oh yes, give the money to the people in Africa, to help the gorillas!”

The talent, compassion and generosity of this young boy are the things which keep me going.  In a world where selfishness, greed and arrogance seem to be the norm, I’m reminded there are some good people out there, and I must find them, encourage and inspire them to spread their message of tolerance, peace and compassion. Today is Steuart’s and my 22nd wedding anniversary, so I know there is goodness that can last, with a little “time and love.”