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I always imagine that the walking catfish has it pretty rough.
Oh, sure it sounds like a good gig. Do fish things, then when the water dries up you get to reap all the benefits and rewards that come from living on land.
It has to be pretty lonely though.
While they are adapted to the water and can move though it and interact with all the other water creatures on their own level, I can't help but thinking the walking catfish is feeling a bit superior. It can, you know, walk. It probably sits at the edge of the pond or lake and watches all the crustaceans and mollusks and regular fish have their little dramas and scenes and takes a bit of comfort knowing that at any point a complete change is a few fin drags away.
The land, however, is no picnic. Maybe not so much scary as it is intense. Especially for the walking catfish. Sure, it can do the big land dweller thing, namely breathing air, but those fins man. Come on. Sure, they'll let you in the land animals club but its with an eye roll and heavy sigh.
Oh great, the walking catfish is back with its stories of life underwater. Utterly boring and ultimately confusing for the typical land dweller who's worried about the ten thousand or so toothsome predators lurking at the corners of their vision, and oh god is this waterhole drying up? The walking catfish has been lurking around lately and everyone knows what that means.
Back in the water though, the walking catfish wants to talk about land and all its wonder and glory, but that similar barrier to communication falls back in to place, cause the fish don't wanna hear it and the lobsters don't give a damn.
The walking catfish waddles on despite the hardships. What else can it do?
Oh, sure it sounds like a good gig. Do fish things, then when the water dries up you get to reap all the benefits and rewards that come from living on land.
It has to be pretty lonely though.
While they are adapted to the water and can move though it and interact with all the other water creatures on their own level, I can't help but thinking the walking catfish is feeling a bit superior. It can, you know, walk. It probably sits at the edge of the pond or lake and watches all the crustaceans and mollusks and regular fish have their little dramas and scenes and takes a bit of comfort knowing that at any point a complete change is a few fin drags away.
The land, however, is no picnic. Maybe not so much scary as it is intense. Especially for the walking catfish. Sure, it can do the big land dweller thing, namely breathing air, but those fins man. Come on. Sure, they'll let you in the land animals club but its with an eye roll and heavy sigh.
Oh great, the walking catfish is back with its stories of life underwater. Utterly boring and ultimately confusing for the typical land dweller who's worried about the ten thousand or so toothsome predators lurking at the corners of their vision, and oh god is this waterhole drying up? The walking catfish has been lurking around lately and everyone knows what that means.
Back in the water though, the walking catfish wants to talk about land and all its wonder and glory, but that similar barrier to communication falls back in to place, cause the fish don't wanna hear it and the lobsters don't give a damn.
The walking catfish waddles on despite the hardships. What else can it do?