King of the Scholastic Jungle

king-of-the-scholastic-jungleHe’s got an unmistakable, toothy grin – the kind of smirk that’s crooked and slightly unintimidating, although his sharpened canine teeth might suggest otherwise. His body, smooth as marble, glistens in the bracing fall daylight. The wind blows across the idle campus.

I glance up at him, because even in a crouch he towers a staggering six feet tall, and mutter a question into his cold ear: “How do you feel about UWM?”

He doesn’t answer but instead adamantly beams forward, watching the students schlep across campus.

Occasionally a car or bus will zip past. He seems unfazed.  I sigh.

That’s what you get when you try to have a word with Pounce – our resident guardian, mascot, eyesore – the panther statue plopped out in front of UWM’s Enderis Hall.