tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89235209029282961262012-02-17T04:04:55.253+01:00Historias cotidianas del zoo de Santillana del MarWebmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-22635860960843766532008-12-16T08:45:00.002+01:002008-12-16T08:49:17.868+01:00Es el azor. Destaca, entre otras cosas, por ser muy discreto y un cazador implacable. Come palomas y mirlos, por ejemplo. Cuando estas especies notan la presencia de uno de ellos, sólo piensan en una cosa… huir.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=dad69fd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUddcetLgSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ghboqZmUooQ/s1600-h/Azor.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUddcetLgSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ghboqZmUooQ/s320/Azor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280291831975477538" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2263586096084376653?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-89852727742208760412008-12-15T08:35:00.001+01:002008-12-15T08:38:05.526+01:00España tiene la población más importante de avutardas de todo el mundo. Es fácil verlas por distintas zonas del centro de la península, en Castilla La Mancha y Castilla y León.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e57be1e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUYJVEYCdhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sHNw6yt-xBU/s1600-h/avutarda.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUYJVEYCdhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sHNw6yt-xBU/s320/avutarda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279917870694954514" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-8985272774220876041?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-44475191292962973102008-12-11T08:31:00.002+01:002008-12-11T08:36:32.938+01:00En ocasiones, pasan años sin ver ejemplares de una especie determinada. Por fortuna, la vida guarda sorpresas y, el día menos pensado, aparecen de nuevo. <br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=41631d3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUDC3m5lCHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/b2nBlewkNVw/s1600-h/turaco+de+angola.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SUDC3m5lCHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/b2nBlewkNVw/s320/turaco+de+angola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278433023868864626" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-4447519129296297310?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-21587868366241432772008-12-09T08:25:00.002+01:002008-12-09T08:30:32.172+01:00Muchas especies de aves viajan de noche y, al amanecer, aparecen en lugares donde no estaban el día anterior. Una noche cualquiera vino… un macho de cigüñuela. <br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=35bf565" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/ST4eg2QF9AI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6nAuUwsOc4g/s1600-h/cigu%C3%B1uela..jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/ST4eg2QF9AI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6nAuUwsOc4g/s320/cigu%C3%B1uela..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277689362992460802" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2158786836624143277?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-28650557565445457692008-12-05T11:50:00.001+01:002008-12-05T11:53:23.111+01:00Unas personas asocian la “marea roja” al fútbol, otras a la conocida película “Paralelo 38” pero también tiene mucho que ver con los mejillones y los cangrejos.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=234f42d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STkIGYwYBsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7rH9ZPWdWKY/s1600-h/cangrejo+rojo.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STkIGYwYBsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7rH9ZPWdWKY/s320/cangrejo+rojo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276257344258836162" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2865055756544545769?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-46698310291717443522008-12-04T09:26:00.001+01:002008-12-04T09:28:13.307+01:00Se trata de una clase de insecto que hace las delicias de los aficionados pero, a veces, también da pequeños disgustos…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b6e2b29" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STeUj3X4YTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JV0CMw68NlM/s1600-h/insectos+hoja.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STeUj3X4YTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JV0CMw68NlM/s320/insectos+hoja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275848832368271666" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-4669831029171744352?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-75690285758015950342008-12-03T08:21:00.002+01:002008-12-03T08:30:10.849+01:00Se trata de un mono tití negro que, cada mañana se toma un biberón a su medida… Un homenaje de 10 gramos de leche.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c37c8ce" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STY1eHhbkCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4Zu4p9_0EL4/s1600-h/mono+titi.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STY1eHhbkCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4Zu4p9_0EL4/s320/mono+titi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275462805042728994" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-7569028575801595034?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-49815052418659420602008-12-02T09:18:00.004+01:002008-12-02T09:25:36.733+01:00Todos recordamos al mono ardilla que acompañaba a Pipi Calzaslargas. Además de causar sensación en aquella serie de televisión, estos monos también llaman la atención en el zoo. No es difícil entablar amistad con ellos, sobre todo si se tiene a mano un sobao…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ec86acd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STTveEnj6wI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pz2cyJwGJKk/s1600-h/mono+ardilla.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STTveEnj6wI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pz2cyJwGJKk/s320/mono+ardilla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275104363472481026" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-4981505241865942060?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-64013825129172675092008-12-01T08:29:00.003+01:002008-12-01T08:35:57.492+01:00Los urogallos del zoo han tenido descendencia. Esta vez, han sido cuatro huevos, aunque no todos los pollitos han corrido la misma suerte…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=329d8bb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STOTvb9H7QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hkQk_EpmGdE/s1600-h/urogallo.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/STOTvb9H7QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hkQk_EpmGdE/s320/urogallo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274722031748246786" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-6401382512917267509?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-2509896161850720202008-11-28T08:18:00.001+01:002008-11-28T08:20:39.127+01:00Lo de tener cintura de avispa es una frase hecha pero no carece de sentido. La cintura de la avispa destaca por ser diminuta, sobre todo, la de algunos tipos concretos.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c9b38d2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS-buaT6gII/AAAAAAAAAFU/_5P8Damf5kQ/s1600-h/Avispa.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS-buaT6gII/AAAAAAAAAFU/_5P8Damf5kQ/s320/Avispa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273604910313275522" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-250989616185072020?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-51781619032598510422008-11-27T08:38:00.001+01:002008-11-27T08:44:17.715+01:00El ciervo volante es, quizá, el coleóptero más conocido. Vuela al atardecer y recibe ese nombre porque los machos tienen una especie de cuernos parecidos a los de los ciervos.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3c78d59" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5PwnVucGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JlC17iQhwl4/s1600-h/Ciervo-volante.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5PwnVucGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JlC17iQhwl4/s320/Ciervo-volante.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273239910309851234" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-5178161903259851042?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-34723581837852310202008-11-26T08:32:00.002+01:002008-11-26T08:42:40.245+01:00Los chinos bautizan los años con el nombre de la rata, la serpiente, el conejo… Éste podría ser un buen año para bautizarlo con el nombre de una especie muy particular: los ibis.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ce20738" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SSz93_tDXuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/od1ZGNleXhc/s1600-h/ibis.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SSz93_tDXuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/od1ZGNleXhc/s320/ibis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272868402179038946" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-3472358183785231020?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-56605703333149378492008-11-25T10:03:00.001+01:002008-11-25T10:31:22.847+01:00Hubertus es un chimpancé macho, de edad avanzada, que vive en el zoo. De vez en cuando su salud da un pequeño susto. Por eso, los cuidados que recibe se cuidan al máximo.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=861c16d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SSvF2oz51DI/AAAAAAAAADs/sP-pFqRCz78/s1600-h/hubertus.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SSvF2oz51DI/AAAAAAAAADs/sP-pFqRCz78/s320/hubertus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272525331226022962" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-5660570333314937849?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-25937227370489462062008-11-24T08:36:00.000+01:002008-11-24T08:37:03.654+01:00Madrugar siempre supone un esfuerzo pero, en ocasiones, merece la pena. Sobre todo si es para hacer una excursión que permita disfrutar del maravilloso mundo de las aves.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d922b80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2593722737048946206?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-68261471791304995422008-11-20T09:38:00.001+01:002008-11-27T08:46:08.372+01:00Un amante de los animales aprovecha cualquier oportunidad para dedicarse a la observación de las especies que tiene alrededor. Algo que puede ocurrir en la puerta de casa… o en una boda.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fd303ac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5QNZKvzfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3TQvjNVPhbw/s1600-h/murcielago.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5QNZKvzfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3TQvjNVPhbw/s320/murcielago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273240404721913330" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-6826147179130499542?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-78554456089278934362008-11-19T08:42:00.001+01:002008-11-27T08:46:37.467+01:00A veces una especie animal aparece por todos los lados. En una de esas ocasiones, ocurrió con los mochuelos. Quizá sea solo casualidad… o quizá éste sea el año del mochuelo.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fcbafe1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5QUkvscWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/huF4OvJgSvE/s1600-h/mochuelo.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5QUkvscWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/huF4OvJgSvE/s320/mochuelo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273240528088756578" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-7855445608927893436?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-5327317645527707402008-11-18T10:23:00.001+01:002008-11-18T10:25:57.758+01:00Vivir en un zoo es algo poco común. Más bien es algo extraordinario que se debe a muchas razones. Una de ellas es el amor por los animales desde la más tierna infancia. <br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0e5fa4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-532731764552770740?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-43498294183981182152008-11-17T09:03:00.003+01:002008-11-27T08:54:08.593+01:00Basta con mirar alrededor para darse cuenta de que la población de aves es, cada día, más reducida. Un fenómeno que afecta a muchas especies; entre ellas, los estorninos.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9e720e7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5SFrVu4jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XDOcZgG4HhU/s1600-h/estorninos.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5SFrVu4jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XDOcZgG4HhU/s320/estorninos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273242471184130610" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-4349829418398118215?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-24412221350750723672008-11-17T09:02:00.000+01:002008-11-17T09:03:29.645+01:00Hay días en los que uno se levanta con el pie izquierdo. No hay nada peor que hacer un viaje para nada. Al menos, conviene disfrutar del paisaje…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=13e67ee" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2441222135075072367?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-51164403969612664012008-11-14T09:11:00.003+01:002008-11-14T09:18:54.288+01:00Los aficionados a las mariposas lamentan que, cada vez, es más difícil encontrarlas. Hoy en día, muchas mueren, siendo aún orugas, cuando los tractores trabajan en el campo.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4ed8ad1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SR00O0ulMgI/AAAAAAAAADc/uhW-kal6Srg/s1600-h/mariposa.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SR00O0ulMgI/AAAAAAAAADc/uhW-kal6Srg/s320/mariposa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268424568370180610" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-5116440396961266401?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-56151953583692008092008-11-14T09:06:00.003+01:002008-11-14T09:24:43.277+01:00Victoria es un bebé orangután de 3 años que, cada día, va al “cole”, una casita en la que pasa el día dentro del zoo. Un día se levantó remolona y para convencerla hizo falta… una escoba.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7a1bdc9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SR01b_5uTPI/AAAAAAAAADk/6toeZrc4Evo/s1600-h/casita.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SR01b_5uTPI/AAAAAAAAADk/6toeZrc4Evo/s320/casita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268425894219631858" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-5615195358369200809?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-30047987768079445122008-11-10T08:37:00.000+01:002008-11-10T08:39:06.722+01:00En una ocasión llevaron al zoo un ciervo herido en una pata. Lo primero que tuvo que aprender es que la leche llegaba por otro sitio, distinto al que estaba acostumbrado.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=807eb9d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-3004798776807944512?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-18692457454296287282008-11-10T08:36:00.001+01:002008-11-27T08:59:04.175+01:00En una ocasión aparecieron dos martas en el zoo. Todo un peligro para varios de sus inquilinos…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0d3ab4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5TPaMAKvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uKLIzmYLBlA/s1600-h/marta_comun.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5TPaMAKvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uKLIzmYLBlA/s320/marta_comun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243737890237170" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-1869245745429628728?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-80650094097366224962008-11-07T09:08:00.002+01:002008-11-07T09:12:05.119+01:00Victoria es un bebé orangután que vive en el zoo de Santillana del Mar. En su tercer cumpleaños no faltó de nada; ni globos, ni guirnaldas… ni mucho menos la tarta. <br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9ba6e1f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SRP4N4LtBFI/AAAAAAAAADU/cqe6K4hzQ-A/s1600-h/cumplea%C3%B1os+victoria.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SRP4N4LtBFI/AAAAAAAAADU/cqe6K4hzQ-A/s320/cumplea%C3%B1os+victoria.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265825306629702738" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-8065009409736622496?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-10501924815969894222008-11-07T09:07:00.000+01:002008-11-07T09:08:37.124+01:00Puede parecer que, por la noche, no hay nada que ver en un zoo pero, incluso de madrugada, la actividad no para.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d8a5cd5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-1050192481596989422?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-2555930767254045962008-11-06T10:21:00.004+01:002008-11-27T08:58:32.528+01:00Las avefrías son unas aves que, como su nombre indica, viven en climas fríos. También pueden encontrarse en España, aunque lograr que se reproduzcan es toda una aventura…<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ef26d1c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5TH5u6idI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-dCCEo5uptg/s1600-h/avefrias.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5TH5u6idI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-dCCEo5uptg/s320/avefrias.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243608919214546" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-255593076725404596?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-59382641523311995352008-11-06T10:19:00.003+01:002008-11-27T08:52:48.315+01:00Echar un vistazo a un nido puede ser toda una sorpresa. Donde parece que no hay crías aparecen, en ocasiones, hasta nueve.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=627d98b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5RwIfIOlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/91--zcSOSbU/s1600-h/gorrion-molinero.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5RwIfIOlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/91--zcSOSbU/s320/gorrion-molinero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273242101051046482" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-5938264152331199535?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-1575252596918992762008-11-05T08:18:00.003+01:002008-11-05T11:41:09.032+01:00Vivir junto a un zoo hace que no sea fácil dormir por las noches… y menos aún si un ratón se empeña en corretear bajo el suelo del dormitorio. <br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5d63554" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-157525259691899276?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-64590464908674639132008-11-05T08:15:00.001+01:002008-11-05T11:40:28.200+01:00Entre los animales es habitual que los hermanos mayores cuiden de los pequeños, sobre todo a la hora de comer.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4d0ceea" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-6459046490867463913?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-64717714643018052462008-11-04T08:12:00.001+01:002008-11-05T08:19:37.698+01:00Cuando se tiene una cría, los mamíferos y las aves ingenian elaboradas estrategias con un único objetivo: proteger a sus hijos.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e1f3a7e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-6471771464301805246?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-79113647743669508462008-11-04T08:07:00.003+01:002008-11-27T09:03:38.236+01:00Para hacer magia se puede utilizar una baraja, una chistera… o una caja con mariposas. Sólo hace falta conocer ciertas cosas sobre las crisálidas.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=14818a1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5UUPLhu6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7kVt_ZNi2sM/s1600-h/crisalidas.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5UUPLhu6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7kVt_ZNi2sM/s320/crisalidas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273244920346426274" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-7911364774366950846?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-4019946023370665062008-11-03T08:25:00.001+01:002008-11-03T08:25:54.043+01:00Ver a las rapaces en plena caza es un espectáculo y, en ocasiones, la mejor excusa de una boa para darse un homenaje gastronómico a la hora de la cena.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ac9253b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-401994602337066506?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-49496530475910697092008-11-03T08:24:00.003+01:002008-11-27T08:52:06.361+01:00Juntar un macho y una hembra para que se apareen no es sencillo, sobre todo cuando las apariencias... engañan.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e52321b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5RnQ5gTdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vzh8iw2vjQg/s1600-h/estornino+soberbio.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5RnQ5gTdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vzh8iw2vjQg/s320/estornino+soberbio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273241948690337234" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-4949653047591069709?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-24595903732506851532008-11-03T08:20:00.003+01:002008-11-04T08:39:43.777+01:00Tener bebés cambia la vida a todo el mundo… también a los pájaros.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=348cc1f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SQ_8BRc6LqI/AAAAAAAAADE/hed1Qz9J2gU/s1600-h/turaco.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SQ_8BRc6LqI/AAAAAAAAADE/hed1Qz9J2gU/s320/turaco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264703588214124194" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-2459590373250685153?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-73666064098605892562008-10-31T09:04:00.002+01:002008-11-27T09:07:26.944+01:00Es sólo una paloma, pero transportarla desde el Reino Unido hasta España cuesta un dineral. Vuela en avión… y en clase “business”.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=13f4ea5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5VNSwXmuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Atsb3ql_vSg/s1600-h/paloma_de_socorro.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SS5VNSwXmuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Atsb3ql_vSg/s320/paloma_de_socorro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273245900558801634" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-7366606409860589256?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-74295901678627579612008-10-31T08:59:00.004+01:002008-10-31T09:03:33.372+01:00A todos los bebés les cuesta irse a la cama, también a Juliana y Victoria, las dos pequeñas orangutanes de 2 y 3 años. No hay problema… sólo hay que encontrar una tortuga por ahí.<br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=713071e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SQq6jVLFytI/AAAAAAAAAC8/adNwDBAlxWI/s1600-h/Juliana_beso.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bDEcUE9Zehg/SQq6jVLFytI/AAAAAAAAAC8/adNwDBAlxWI/s320/Juliana_beso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263224230677695186" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-7429590167862757961?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923520902928296126.post-30739139151986857062008-10-31T08:32:00.004+01:002008-10-31T09:03:19.860+01:00Juliana y Victoria son dos pequeñas orangutanes, de 2 y 3 años, que han sido criadas a biberón en el zoo de Santillana del Mar. Poco a poco, van adaptándose a la convivencia con sus padres.<br /><br /><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9c08682" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923520902928296126-3073913915198685706?l=lavidaenelzoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Webmasterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940054606781260888noreply@blogger.com0