As I watched the baby Orangutan scurry about in it's habitat, I noticed a playful glance from time to time at it's mother. It must have been feeding time because mom disappeared through a doorway. The next glance from the baby was sheer panic. As if to say "where's mom"? The frantic search continued until mom appeared again through the doorway. The baby, overjoyed, toddled as fast as it's short little legs would take it back to the arm's of the mother, pulling to get as close as it could. It was at this point I caught the face of the baby engulfed in the arms of mom. The baby could not talk...at least I could not understand it. The look however communicated ever so clearly...."I am so glad you are back...don't ever leave me again".