After two rainy seasons together, a large male Nile crocodile and an Egyptian Plover bird, decided to put an end to their symbiotic relationship. The crocodile had begun to suspect that the strong emotional connection between the two had all but disappeared. "It was getting so predictable that I started to wonder, 'is this all there is'?" the crocodile said.
It all started in 2001 when the two met at the local watering hole. Both creatures immediately saw themselves as natural for one another and felt something strangely new, immensely gratifying and mutually beneficial. Within a week the bird had moved in with the croc and started feeding on decaying meat lodged between the crocodiles teeth. "She helped me clean up my act", the croc used to say. Love came quickly, sharply, like a shaft of sunlight through the clouds.
But as time passed, it slowly dawned on the couple that their partnership was perhaps merely one of convenience. "I know exactly what she's going to do next" grunted the croc. The Plover bird too seemed to agree that there was little fire left in their symbiotic relationship. "He hardly communicates. Just lies there with his mouth open. Doesn't speak a word" said the annoyed bird. Frustration caused the pair to act out. The croc opted for passive aggressive ways. He stayed in water until very late in the night. The bird chose to be loquacious about the matter. She chattered incessantly about how zebras and rhino's appreciated having their tics removed and began to threaten that she might one day run away with a cape buffalo.
(to be continued)
Peace.
AMD
It all started in 2001 when the two met at the local watering hole. Both creatures immediately saw themselves as natural for one another and felt something strangely new, immensely gratifying and mutually beneficial. Within a week the bird had moved in with the croc and started feeding on decaying meat lodged between the crocodiles teeth. "She helped me clean up my act", the croc used to say. Love came quickly, sharply, like a shaft of sunlight through the clouds.
But as time passed, it slowly dawned on the couple that their partnership was perhaps merely one of convenience. "I know exactly what she's going to do next" grunted the croc. The Plover bird too seemed to agree that there was little fire left in their symbiotic relationship. "He hardly communicates. Just lies there with his mouth open. Doesn't speak a word" said the annoyed bird. Frustration caused the pair to act out. The croc opted for passive aggressive ways. He stayed in water until very late in the night. The bird chose to be loquacious about the matter. She chattered incessantly about how zebras and rhino's appreciated having their tics removed and began to threaten that she might one day run away with a cape buffalo.
(to be continued)
Peace.
AMD
