If you were an animal what would you be? Do you have an inner animal? We all love our cats and dogs and yes even our cockatiels and can identify with their needs. They can communicate with us in different ways such as how they tell us they need a “treat” (my cat seems to constantly need these) and how they welcome us home (not the cat – that is just not cat-like behaviour – I am talking of course about the cockatiel who has not picked up any bad habits from his feline sister).
However, strange things happen when you get out into nature especially when it is in an exotic location where the animals are so totally different to our domestic pets and indeed our local wildlife. However different, wild and exotic theses animals may be there is indeed something about them that we can identify with.
Ever seen an elephant getting rid of his itch on a lumpy tree trunk? Oh my goodness. You can just identify with the scrumptious feeling of scratching that hard to reach itchy spot.
And what about those days when you just don’t want to talk to anyone and the people who do talk to you are idiots so you just ignore them
You see this is something that adventure travel can bring to your life. The ability to get up close and personal to the most fascinating creatures only to realise that you are looking at yourself! Darwin’s theories are irresistible – even more so if you get the chance to visit the Galapagos Islands. What is so unique about this place is that the animals are so totally unafraid of humans. Wow – that is incredible to me when I compare it to the behaviour of the animals in Africa for example. No wonder elephants, lions, and antelope are so skittish when humans are around. They just don’t trust us any more.
So in the Galapagos you don’t need a zoom lens to get up close and yes the animals there are even more natural so it is even easier to identify “yourself”. How about these albatrosses stumbling across the rocks. Sort of reminds me of myself after a long day of wearing heels – or maybe some of those super models with the impossibly high platforms shoes……. followed up by the adorable seal blowing kisses under water.
And if you are shy you can totally identify with this octopus who seems to duck his head and then blush. Kinda like when that gorgeous lad in Grade 7 asked if he could borrow your calculator.
The world is out there in all it’s glory full of interesting sights and sounds. Go see the animals and find yourself in the process!
Following upon yesterday’s blog about the craziness of twitterdom I laughed when I read an article about a twitter account named #unitedairlanes which has nothing to do with United Airlines. People were sending their Angry Tweets to this handle and getting hilarious replies from the pseudo United rep –
ANGRY TWEET – Shout out to @unitedairlanes for stranding my wife at YWG for nearly 12 hour for a short flight to Chicago. Excellent service.
RESPONSE – After the first six hours, she technically belonged to us. You’re just lucky we met our monthly quota.
or this one….ANGRY TWEET
– Hey @unitedairlanes
Our new player Clint wasn’t on the flight to EWR. Can you double check stowage?
RESPONSE – The crew’s telling me that he’s back here, and he’s scared. Somehow got himself locked into a pet carrier and flat-out panicked.
You’d think people would check before they tweet. I think birds are smarter than people. My cockatiel Pepe thinks so too! He doesn’t tweet indiscriminately like some of these people. If he tweets it’s for a reason. He lets us know when someone is coming up the driveway or if we forget to turn the light off when we go to bed (has to be dark for him to sleep).
There are some intelligent tweets – like those of Chris Hadfield – one of his had me thinking for a while – “Growing up, I memorized the planet names by “My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas”. Without Pluto, what should we use instead?”
So maybe there needs to be an intelligent version of Twitter – how about naming it after cats. (Not my idea – this comes directly from Nala the cat after a crazed evening on catnip.)
She thinks there should be a new service called Putty Tat. The basic premise would be that any Tattles (can’t call them Tweets can we) would be devoted to issues such as sleep, food, birds, squirrels and catnip – not necessarily in that order.
It’s pretty insulting to birds actually when you think about it. Most birds are quite smart, that’s why I am puzzled. How did Twitter get its name? According to Wikipedia –
“…we came across the word ‘twitter’, and it was just perfect. The definition was ‘a short burst of inconsequential information,’ and ‘chirps from birds’. And that’s exactly what the product was.” – Jack Dorsey
Well reading the tweets that clutter the “internets” (sorry George W) yes I have to agree with the definition. There are some real beauts out there –
“keep the faith and don’t lose your gut extinct” – very moving!
“omg I just woke up and my rear is plugged – tried everything, yawning, pinching my nose… won’t unstop” – shame maybe her ear is plugged too.
“no I didn’t go to England, I went to London” – well that was Paris Hilton so what can you expect?
So with all this background do I really want to be a member of Twitterdom? Everyone says you should – it’s part of that whole mysterious thing called Social Media. Yes I have a Twitter account but I haven’t really used it a lot. I am a bit of a twit when it comes to that sort of thing. (Sorry that was awful and I should take that out but couldn’t resist it.)