I went to the zoo when I was 3 and my parents told me all the animals would be in cages. But I knew they had lied when a pompous goose (who was taller than me) bit my finger. To pacify me, they bought me cotton candy. I didn’t like it, it was too sweet and sticky, so my dad disolved it in a fountain. The pink just melted into the water, it was pretty. The moral of the story is, never confront ill-tempered waterfowl.