As we all know, birds aren’t real — they’re all just odd looking squid. Case in point: this is a cockatoo.
As we all also know, birds are just feathered spiders, therefore, squid=spiders. QED.
Get it away from me!
P.S. We’re back home from a short visit with our granddaughter. Now we just stay cozy here for a while.
Such pretty blues.
“NO CAPES!”
But I will make an exception for the blanket octopus, which looks absolutely fabulous in one.
This little curly-legged fella, that’s who.
Come to think of it, neither do spiders. I guess if you have that many limbs, you want to minimize points of failure.
Sure, yeah, you could imagine long slimy tentacles reaching out of the water and grabbing you and dragging you down into the depths, but maybe someone just wants to give you a hug.
Here’s a bobtail squid coming at you, its business end straight on, its tentacles splayed open and elegantly curled.
What are you feeling right now?
a. Aroused.
b. Horrified.
c. Some other, possibly indescribable, emotion.
There is only one correct answer, and you will be graded.
Sometimes I’m in the mood for a cephalopod, because they look so ethereal, even angelic.
But other times, I’m in the mood for a spider, because they are totally metal and kind of gothic. I understand that that’s not to most people’s taste.
A few months ago, my granddaughter Iliana got to visit the Seattle Aquarium, along with many other Pacific Northwest landmarks. Here she is communing with the Giant Pacific Octopus that was there.
Good news! The aquarium has set the octopus free! Transporting him in a garbage can seems a little undignified, but the important thing is that now he can wander in Puget Sound, looking for mates and, we hope, siring many progeny.
Awww, so cute.
