Hey America, do accidents happen anymore? Especially when a kid is involved?
Kimberly Harrington

I somewhat agree with you but the thing I struggle with is that this whole story is wildly familiar to me being a Pittsburgh native and remembering the awful tragedy at the African Painted Dog exhibit at Pittsburgh Zoo.


As a father of a toddler, my distinct reaction was multiple levels of disgust and disdain for the parent and the Zoo. The mother lifted the son to stand on top of the railing of an open air exhibit when it was clearly marked so as not to do that. The second whammy of disgust is that my immediate reaction as a human being and a father would be to jump in and try to protect him. I debate in my head if my fear would have gotten the better of me but I do tell myself that painted dogs in the wild rarely attack adult humans and I knew that at the time. There was a reasonable chance I would not die a horrible death. I may have been too scared to save Maddox life, however I cannot see myself watching this happen to my son.

My third level of disgust was that despite her breaking the rules and having a tragedy because of it, she sued the zoo as if it was their fault this happened to her child. The audacity of it boggles my mind and reminds me that wanting somebody to blame for every tragedy cuts both ways.

I know that they were right to kill the Gorilla, however this all hits too close to home for me not to have a visceral reaction against the mother even when she can’t be blamed for what happened.

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