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I love this place. I officially love this place. So after I get my nursing degree (maybe), I'm going straight into Moorpark College the Exotic Animal Training Program and becoming an Animal trainer. I read a novel about it too, by Amy Sutherland called Bitten, Kicked, and Scratched. I fully understand that the first year of the program I will be the grunt workers and laborers, not permitted to even speak to the animals, going to classes and scooping poop, as my parents love to say. There are no holidays for two years, the mercury breaks 100 regularly, and there is the highest possible chance that a hospital visit or two or three will be necessary.  It is required to break a birds neck with my bare hands, accepting the circle of life.

 But... this is a hyena.


The second years get to do the training. It all pays off in the end. These are the first years getting to train Schmoo, the sea lion. This is worth every drop of sweat.  Just look at them!