I am fascinated by intraspecies and
interspecies communication and cooperation among the multitudinous members of
the animal kingdom.
I sat spellbound as I watched a video
of a couple of swans feeding breadcrumbs to catfish which poked their heads out
of the water to receive the unexpected treat.
Then there is the case of the elephant
and the dog which have befriended each other on a piece of property on which
retired circus animals have been given sanctuary. One never sees the big one
without the little one. Where one goes the other goes. Where one walks the
other walks along side. As time progressed the old pooch developed a serious
medical condition, and was unable to accompany the grieving pachyderm for
several weeks. As a result, the latter lingered next to the keeper’s house for
hours each day; in hopes his furry friend would glance out the window.
I was watching a nature video recently
and observed one of the most amazing interspecies interactions of all time. (At
least my time). A little monkey is seated on the branch of a tree, and it is
apparent that his mother has either deserted him, or a hungry predator has eaten
her for dinner. Suddenly, a leopard appears, grabs the tiny tot in her mouth,
and climbs higher in the tree. When all hope seems lost the powerful cat…begins
licking the face of the little primate. And while the fate of the anxious orphan
is all but certain, since the leopard has no way of nourishing and sustaining
her newfound plaything, the momentary relationship is nothing less than astonishing.
Pt. 2
I absolutely deplore those “Please
Help the Pitiful Homeless Critters” commercials, (though I have a heart as big
as all outdoors for the dogs and cats which are featured in these particular
ads). I simply can’t tolerate footage of a scrawny pit bull chained to a chain link
fence and lying mournfully in the snow; as if he has surrendered himself to his
destiny. I mean, I am all too aware that people behave themselves this way
towards animals. I don’t have to see it in living color.
All this to say I think animals often
treat one another better than God’s “most noble” creation, mankind, treats
them. However, as I was watching a wildlife documentary tonight, I was “all
geared up” to view an exception to this rule.
Another monkey has, inexplicably, been
left homeless, and sits shivering by a tree. He folds his arms around himself, swings
his head in an arch, and realizes he is desperately alone. And I am very close
to deciding that I regret having flipped to this channel and documentary… when
suddenly five or six adult male monkeys show up.
And, of course, I’m thinking it just
went from bad to worse since monkeys have, at times, been prone to practice
“monkeycide.” (My terminology). However, contrary to my expectations the male
troop befriend the little fella, and before long it seems apparent that the
tiny simian has been accepted, until…each and every one of the adult primates
scamper up a nearby tree; leaving Junior to his own defenses.
Of course, the little orphan does his
best to keep up, and begins to climb up after them. But his little arms and
legs are simply no match for the thick, angular trunk of the tree, and he finds
himself at a vertical impasse. Suddenly, the video camera brings the whimpering
monkey yet closer, and just above his head…a furry hand! Junior doesn’t wait for
an engraved invitation, but grasps the hand, and is pulled to safety.
I think we could learn a great deal
from the “dumb animals."
by William McDonald, PhD. Copyright Pending
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