Fennec Fox

Meet the littlest dog with the biggest ears… delightful isn’t he! What’s more he’s probably the only dog that is a regular supper for cats… probably best not to mention his feline foes… Gah! Don’t whisper about it either… as if that was going to help!

'I'm all ears!'

The Fennec Fox, Vulpes zerda, is found scampering about the Saharan desert getting eaten by things. Being the littlest of the dogs it’s supper for pretty much anything bigger than it’s good self, which of course is pretty much anything… other dogs, owls, budgerigars and what not… Aaah yes good point there is of course his feline mortal enemy the caracal; the biggest of the small cats… a small cat that delights in chomping on very small dogs.

... pardon?

Naturally the fennec fox had a good old think about this invitation to lunch and has come up with a cunning plan to politely decline this RSVP; run like the bejesus. It works too… it’s said to be very hard to get a table for a fennec fox and a caracal, even in the most indifferent of bistros.

... blasted German naturalists! Keep the etching noises down old boy, wouldn't want to come over there, not after last time...

You won’t be surprised to hear that he has remarkable hearing either, he certainly isn’t. Though it’s not the reason he has those remarkable ears. He uses those honking great listeners to cool off with, quite, exactly the same reason that the elephant has massive flappers. Though it has to be said that this chap has a cunning hidden plan for those big ears; to listen with. Remarkable we know but he, along with the other foxes, have incredible hearing. Indeed they can hear tasty things scrobbling around underground. Though if you ever tell him not to go out at night, when the biggest of the small cats are out on the prowl… well he just never bloody listens.

Published in: on December 18, 2010 at 8:16 pm  Leave a Comment  

Blanket Octopus

Say how-do-you-do to a rather discourteous filly; the female blanket octopus.

She’s quite a woman too, as big as a female blanket octopus sized person, whereas the male is merely the dimensions of a walnut. Indeed the little chubby-chasing male was only found alive for the first time a couple of years ago.


Aaaaah yes the shape-shifting thingy. Yes ‘pon being greeted by any untoward types she unfurls net like membranes; greatly increasing her size, which no doubt really gets Mr Blanket Octopus Esq. going.


Of course that’s the least of your problems should you happen across her at any number of social events. If the cape unfurling isn’t enough to give you the heeby jeebies, then her second tactic certainly is. She will quickly head to another partygoer, a Portuguese man o’ war to be precise, and tear them limb from limb. A move often looked down upon by other guests. Especially when she begins flailing the quite deadly limbs around… quite uncalled for one is sure you’ll agree.

Published in: on December 2, 2010 at 10:05 am  Comments (3)