Frankfurter Straße 22, Heusenstamm near Frankfurt am Main; 2012-06-16
“Come any day you like. To-morrow I'll show you the garden and my private zoo.”
“Oh, have you a zoo?” I asked.
“Yes,” said he. “The larger animals are too big for the house, so I keep them in a zoo in the garden. It is not a very big collection but it is interesting in its way.”
“It must be splendid,” I said, “to be still living, I hope.” Then the Doctor too seemed to get all worked up and began talking and making queer signs, his face shining with Africa, as fast as his legs could bring him. He seemed very excited about something, and as soon as he came, he started barking and whining in a peculiar way.
The Voyages of Doctor Dolittle, by Hugh Lofting (excerpt)