Is the people - the visitors, to be specific. Let me preface by saying 2 things. 1) My husband and I were never blessed with children. I cannot truly appreciate how hard the job of raising a child properly is and I do not know firsthand how difficult it is to keep them under control in public. I was a child once, but that's the limit of my experience. (editing to add that while I'm not a parent, I was a girl scout resident camp counselor for 3 years (and an aunt for 25), so I have wrangled a child or 20... maybe I have a little knowledge of what it takes....) 2) I am a simple zoo lover (does that sound right?). I am not an animal expert, docent or keeper. I like what I like and I see what I see. The only thing that spoils my zoo visits is the people. Can't we screen them or make them pass an intelligence or manners test?! Example: In the local zoo, we often have quite an abundance of wild Canadian Geese. These guys are totally unafraid of humans - and can get aggressive as well. For the most part, though, they stay out of the way. During my recent visit, I was walking along one of the nice wide paths. In front of me, two dads in conversation oblivious to their children. To the left, off the path in the grass, a goose minding its own business, all settled in and resting. A group of little kids (what is a group of kids - a mob, posse, murder, maybe??) belonging to these men runs over to the goose and, as I watch horrified, boy A begins to kick at goose (within a foot of the goose's head). I spring to action yelling at the kids and hurrying toward them. Dads? Nada. Don't see it. Not paying attention. Boy B begins to also kick. I am past the dads at this point, yelling at the kids and about ready to snatch one up by the collar, regardless of the legalities of touching another person's child. Suddenly, the dads are aware! Finally they take charge of the little ruffians and apologize to me. Harumph. Apologize to the goose! One example of many experiences. In addition to strollers clogging up indoor exhibits (did you miss the HUGE stroller parking sign outside or do you not care?! And what's the stroller for, anyway? There's no room for the child! You have it filled with your coat, diaper bag, purse, cooler, gift store bags....), children running rampant through the park, parents weakly calling the child who obviously feels no compulsion to obey, the parents telling the children completely wrong information ("Look Johnny - a raccoon!" Did you miss the lovely sign for the red panda, describing where it came from, what it likes, what it eats.... maybe you can't read....). Also, in my mind, if the child is cranky and whiny and miserable, maybe it's time to leave. Sensory overload, dude.... Well, there. Now I have that off my chest. I appreciate the opportunity to rant.