Fang Ye supported Zhuangzhuang's neck with one hand and brushed back and forth across its dirty fur with a brush in the other hand.
He asked, "How does that feel, comfortable or not? Am I getting the pressure right?"
Zhuangzhuang squinted his eyes and unusually grunted in agreement.
It was as if he was saying, not bad, pretty comfy, super comfy, really cool!
Fang Ye laughed, "You really talk, huh? Alright, I'll make sure you're washed clean today!"
With the brushing, the muddy water on Zhuangzhuang started to flow down its legs and into the clear pool, turning the water murky like ink drops spreading in water, very noticeable.
The netizens found it amusing, "The zookeeper looks like a bathhouse scrubber!"
"Wow, that's really dirty! Even the pool's got dirty."
"Must have scrubbed off at least two pounds of dirt, right?"
"Zookeeper, add some gold baby water!"
"So jealous, I want to give pandas a bath too! Does your zoo still hire panda keepers?"
