The zookeeper tossed a banana through the bars. Dad and I had been standing side by side. They had cages back then, not enclosures. The orangutan flicked his lower lip with a finger, flicked it twice.
Dad said, "Lookatim."
The tang stamped on the banana, peed on it, picked it up, and ate it without taking his eyes off of us.
“GEE GODS,” my father said.
The orangutan then held his wrist out as if looking at a pocket watch, placed his lower lip over his upper and stared.
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