The sun lazily climbed past the highest point, looking down at the beasts running around below the hills on the south side of Sasha Zoo, and casually scattering its rays.
"Oh, God!" Mrs. Naselli looked at the brown bear eyeing her and licking its lips behind the double fence, her face turning pale with fear as she retreated repeatedly, "No, no, we must leave here, it's too dangerous!"
Earlier, the zoo staff informed the Naselli family that the lions, brown bears, and other animals here were not confined in cages.
They needed to sit in a track car and pass through the habitat of these wildly running beasts.
Mrs. Naselli was already suspicious that the zoo was using this method to save on feed.
The youngest son of the Naselli family, however, was excitedly making faces at the big bear.
