Zack and I spent the last hour of our lives with our mouths agape, watching the Amphibians and Reptiles episode of the Life Series on the Discovery Channel.  It never fails, though, that when Zack and I spend any time at all studying the habits of animals, we always learn something about ourselves.

For instance, one afternoon, when we still lived down at Camp Eagle, we were walking to work when we stopped to gawk at the massive ants that live in the grass fields there.  Apparently the ants have some kind of a poison on their feet which kills the grass and helps them create more effective trail systems.  The poisoned steps result in a crazy web-like dirt ant-roads that all the little guys followed religiously.  Zack wondered out loud, “Why do all of them stay on the trails?  Seems like they would get tired of walking the same paths over and over again, you know?  Branch out!”  Then we proceeded to walk the rest of the way to the office on the trail that we walked every single day, 4 times a day, so well trodden that there was not a single blade of grass on the whole trail.  Zack looked up at our trail, then looked down at their trail, and was like, “Oh. I get it now.”

So today, I had to stop and notice the irony as I cringed at the sight of the Komodo Dragon ripping the flesh off of a Water Buffalo, whilst simultaneously devouring a barbequed chicken leg, gnawing the bones clean with my teeth, then licking my fingers afterward.  I looked down at the chicken bones (to avert my eyes from the gross flesh-tearing on the screen) only to realize what was happening.  Then I was like, “Oh.  I get it now.”