I’ll be the ocelot. The Great Cat Exhibit should be nearly complete once Ayesha shows up to be the lioness.
I’d be a dragon. 
The mark of Fox is upon me.
Dance we a dances of Mans–thems that call themselves Civil–and carry no fur to cover their bald bodies!
Sings we a dances of cats and dogs–thems that follow humbly in the steps of the Foolsie Man.
Dance we a dance of the Foolsie ones–who feeders off the blood of the Earth and laughs they at the goodsie Land.
Sings we a dances of Foxes–thems that call themselves clever–and wielded up their wit 'gainst us!
Cat, Dog, and Man, though their plots and plans are quick to gain–the thievsie foxes shall be their bane.
Geeze, that sucked. Last time I start writing while sleep-deprived.
Thieves? We are not -thieves-…we Foxes simply have a different opinion of what ‘property rights’ are all about!
-Ashley
I am a Polar Bear. I’m used to the ice and frigid water. And now I’m baking on a rock in the hot sun wearing a fur coat.
While not necessarily small, I’m a fairly gentle creature until provoked. Then look out. I can get quite upset and even physical. Thankfully, I’m not easily provoked. Only my little brother has been successful.
And he has faced my wrath. 
Hey, someone email Homer so he can come in here and be our monkey butler!
I always call myself a dragon.
Everyone else always calls me a cucumber tho. Really should’ve thought a bit more about my name.
I will be a leopard. Leopards are cool in that they can haul their kill up a tree to protect it from scavengers. They’re strong, and sleek, and really good moms. (I’m not too strong or sleek, but I can dream can’t I?)
HEY, ZOO KEEPER!!!
Ya dirty rotten screw!
Oh, sorry, been watching too many prison movies.
Hey, we’ve been in here all night. Where the hell is the food? I’m hungry! And I don’t want that crap in the bubble gum dispenser that the kids get a handful of for a quarter.
Us predators are hungry! If you don’t feed us quick, mayhem will ensue.
spooje the polar bear will eat KimKatt the otter!
That Blue Twylight macaw will eat Crunchy Frog!
And Mullinator the giraffe will eat…never mind what he’ll eat.
Hmm, probably a cougar. My favorite animal. My SO would be a wolverine, his favorite animal. Hmmm, that doesn’t say much for our compatibility.
Hey, wait a minute! ::slips under water and swims for her furry little life::
I wouldn’t advise it. Did you see what kind of frog I am?
Of course, considering your screen name, you’d probably get along with a bright blue poisonous frog just fine, huh? (nudge nudge, wink wink)
I guess you’re right, Crunch.
Hey, Blue Twylight! Don’t eat the frog, he’s poison!
(Little Rascals deja vu?..Don’t drink the milk, it’s spoiled!)
Let’s see, for a hungry macaw…I think there’s a mouse running around here somewhere. Or maybe that stuff in the gum dispenser would make suitable parrot food.
All the pussies? Cheap shot, but I couldn’t resist it.
Oh, and KimKatt? Sorry to tell you this, but polar bears can swim! :eek:
Sorry to join the party late (as usual…) but I couldn’t decide what to be, so I’ll be the shapeshifter…
I’ll spend most of my time as a wolf, some as a tiger or a cheetah, some as a hawk or an owl or a bat, and some as a dolphin (see those were the things that I was trying to chose between - you can see why it was difficult, can’t you? Thanks to whoever got mythical first!). I’ll also have a nasty habit of going to the cage that is being fed at that time & shifting to that form to get extra food…so I’ll probably be a fat shapeshifter soon!
You’re gonna sic him on ME? I could carry the plague that slew a third of Europe! You DON’T want me cornered.
Psitticae eat mainly fruits and nuts, so BT should go after…somebody else. No names! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to find some bells for all these cats.
don Jaime - I don’t want to disappoint you, but you are a mouse. Please read your zoo labels, or you’ll confuse the little kiddy visitors (although since they’ll probably pick you up by the tail and shove you in their friends’ faces, go right ahead!). You want to kill half of Europe, you need to be Rattus norvegicus - the black rat (& incidentally a Stranglers album…).
But if I were you, I wouldn’t bother - you’ll just be an even more tasty snack for all those cats you mentioned…
Mouse?
Screech-owls love mice. Yummy part of normal diet. Not like poisonous blue frogs.
Hmmmmm.
donkey
uhm…
maybe a skunk… I like skunk… but I d constantly try to smoke myself… dont set the animals on fire…
loons
Oh, of course! I’d forgotten how finicky Microbacillus lepræ and fleas are. They only want to infest the serious pests, not ordinary prey animals. That’s why they hang with Sven and you, human. You don’t mind the label, do you, fierra? I suppose not, since you haven’t declared for any other species.
Look, you. Æsop wrote that a mouse saved a lion from certain doom. I’ve got a cousin named Mickey in Hollywood who’s already conquered California, Florida, and Japan, and is now at work subverting France and through it, Europe. What he misses, my two OTHER globe-conquering cousins, Pinky and the Brain, will polish off. The war is only just beginning. Mighty Mouse alone can take out your greatest champions. Jerry will provide the ammunition, Speedy will do reconnaisance, Sniffles will gum up the “peace negotiations” (Ha!) by blathering, and Danger Mouse will provide tactics. Do you think you can stand up to their combined might? You’ll hate meeses to pieces by the time we’re done with you.
My kind brought the plague and famine to you! We took part in the waste of Europe, AND Asia, AND Africa, AND these two freaky new continents where WE were established well before you pesky humans got here and tried to ruin them! And you barely know how the destruction of a continent is done. Stop off in Australia some time, watch us belt an entire biota into extinction. Or check out the famine my brothers and sisters create worldwide. We’ll eat anything, including your fingers.
Lions? Polar bears? Otters? Poison-dart frogs? Piffle, every one. Each is a species you humans try to protect, and build zoos to breed, and set land aside for. There’s hardly any of them left. We get D-Con and springloaded traps. And we’re everywhere. And in another billion years, when we’ve gnawed everything you hold dear down to dust, we’ll still be everywhere. You’re no competition. The only challenge I accept is the pigeon and the roach.
That, and I’ve got Cousin Brynda to back me up, and Racinchikki might be a relative, too. Run away, little human! Jump on a chair and scream! We’re waiting for you.
And for the time being…does someone have an Emmenthaler for me to hide in? That owl makes me nervous.