J.B.
the Manatee—
on
a long strange trip.
He
appeared a month ago
in
the lagoon
behind
the YMCA,
something
of a mystery.
His
real name is Lil Joe.
He’s
hanging out ten miles
from
downtown Orlando,
lost
in the Little Econ River.
Winter’s
cold could kill him,
in
that shallow stretch of river.
Lil
Joe was orphaned
when
just a few weeks old.
Raised
in captivity,
he’s
most likely a bit daffy
about
the ways of the wild.
Newborn
manatees learn
survival
from their mothers,
where
to eat,
where
to find warm waters.
Lil
Joe is without a clue.
Sea
World Orlando,
Sea
World San Diego,
the
Cincinnati Zoo,
the
Lowry Park Zoo in Tampa.
Lil
Joe was released into the wild;
his
caretakers crossed their fingers,
setting
him free in February
at
Blue Spring, in warm water.
He
left Blue Spring. It turned cold.
He
was caught in the chilly channel
of
the St. Johns River.
He
began to suffer.
Lil
Joe endured;
he
is still alive.
What’s
next is hard to say.
Will
he get back to the St. Johns River?
Will
he find warm water for the winter?
Will
his long strange trip continue?
Manatees, sometimes called sea cows,
absolutely delight me. They weigh about a ton and a half, yet are so graceful
in the water. And there is something about their faces that intrigues me.
10/24/13: Update: The Orlando Sentinel had a story about Lil Joe yesterday. He is fat and happy at Sea World. Is he fit to be released into the wild? Physically, but not mentally. He did not have a mother to teach him survival skills, like how to find food, and so he may stay at Sea World for the rest of his life. I hope so.
©
2012 Catherine Giordano