Ah! I just remembered the story I wanted to share. DH and I had just gotten off Everest and were wandering through AK, enjoying the various island habitats for primates. There was a young zookeeper in the waters of the siamang exhibit who was telling a crowd of onlookers about the play habits of the monkeys. There are a number of columns edging the lagoon around the siamangs' island, and connect to the island via ropes that the siamangs enjoy using for play. Now, they can't climb down the columns as they are engineered like bird feeders designed to keep out squirrels, with the terminus of the rope above a large platform curved slighly up. Well, one day, an older siamang had followed a young, inexperienced one to the top of a column, and the older siamang had tried to play too roughly with the younger, and the younger fell. She must have landed in the soft bushes underneath the column, and was unhurt, but probably was very confused. It was very early in the day, so the park wasn't crowded yet, so no one saw her fall or came to retrieve her. However, a guest in line for Kali River Rapids a few feet away suddenly felt a pull on her belt, only to look down and see a brown, furry face peering up at her hopefully, and a little hand holding her belt for safety. The guest had the presence of mind to remain calm and wave down the Kali CM, who radioed for help. The keeper came and took the siamang by the hand and led her back to her exhibit. While waiting for her keeper, the siamang kept a firm and trusting hold on the guest's belt and patiently bided her time. I only wish it had been me!