Happy embraces a whole new dating pool
In Milwaukee, National Zoo's ol' hippo becomes quite the emotionally buoyant bachelor


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Thursday, November 12, 2009
MILWAUKEE -- So everybody's in the pool: Happy on one side of the "howdy" gate, the girls a few feet away on the other.
There's warm water splashing from an orange hose, planters with tropical foliage, and the three Nile hippos are facing each other like singles at a sports bar. The only thing missing is the Packers game on TV.
Then a zookeeper lobs an apple chunk in Happy's end of the pool.
In the past, at Washington's National Zoo, Happy the hippopotamus was a 5,500-pound eating machine. Just say "lettuce" and he'd come a-rumbling.
But that was more than a month ago, before he was trucked off to the Milwaukee County Zoo to make more room for elephants in Washington. And before he met the girls, Patti and Puddles, the Milwaukee zoo's svelte mother/daughter duo.
Now, amid the soothing water, the shimmering turquoise of the pool, and the ladies, the apple is, uh, ignored.
National Zoo? Washington?
Please.
Six weeks after he left town, Happy, 28, the beloved fixture at the National Zoo, who was born there in the closing days of the Carter administration, and who had never lived anywhere else, is doing fine in Milwaukee.
"He seems like definitely a different animal than when I met him in D.C.," Milwaukee zookeeper Erin Dowgwillo said.
Before Happy arrived here, word was that he was sensitive, anxious, skittish. He tended to pace, and was easily alarmed. He didn't like people in hats. He once sneezed on a senator. He was also a little overweight. Keepers here worried how he would adapt.
In Washington, he had lived alone since the death of his mother, Arusha, in 2004. He had elephants and capybaras as neighbors, but they had their own lives. Sure, he had indoor and outdoor pools, murals on the walls of his compound, a devoted keeper who loved him.



