Sunday, July 26, 2009
pangil
This croc, aptly named as "Pangil," which means fangs, one of the main attractions of a crocodile park just few minutes drive from downtown, is considered to be the country's largest captive crocodile with a whooping length of 18 feet. To elicit excitement among the crowds, the caretaker would deliberately poke at it, causing the irritated predator (wonders what he thinks) to swish its powerful tail for a dose of their unceremonious bath.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
animal parade
I witnessed an amusing "parade" at the People's Park fish pond weeks ago: it composed a pair of resident ducks waddling about and behind a colorful alignment of kois and carps following them.
The ducks were busy targetting out every human park goer peeking by the banks, looking for some food dole-out. The animals seemd to be into some form of mutual agreement where the ducks get the food tossed up by amused parkgoers while the fishes feast out on the crumbs. Nice deal.
The ducks were busy targetting out every human park goer peeking by the banks, looking for some food dole-out. The animals seemd to be into some form of mutual agreement where the ducks get the food tossed up by amused parkgoers while the fishes feast out on the crumbs. Nice deal.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Mother Nature gave me a gift!
Today, Sunday, this afternoon after my illustration of a chick on a nest for our writers group's supplementary literary page was printed in a Davao newspaper, Mother Nature gave me a gift!
The awesome gift was just that, a fluttering chick fresh from its nest that I perched right in my very hands! During those amazing, ethereal, infinite minutes, I befriended the chick that eventually allowed me to pick it up, it then flew somehow on my shoulder, from which I perched it up again in my hands, and I savored every precious second of this unforgettable moment!
We gazed at each other, me acting elated and overwhelmed, and it acting curious, and as the afternoon sky finally loomed overhead, my friend chick chirped excitedly as if to translate, "hey it's really gonna be late, and I really hav'ta go!" and off my little friend flew, as butterflies suddenly appeared and fluttered everywhere.
I'm gonna call my little feathery friend as Swswt! And haha, you have to whistle to pronounce it!
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