Saturday, March 7, 2026

Curious Neighbors

  







 B R O W N       B U L L H E A D       C A T F I S H


F I S H



 Bottom dweller.  


Thrives off dead animals drifting to the murky

bottom of lakes and rivers.  Here the waters 

are so thick with silt, mud and debris that one's

eyes are useless.  To compensate the catfish

has a great sense of smell that guides them to

their meal, and tenacles around their mouth 

allowing them to feel about the muck to find

their food.







 R E D       S A L A M A N D E R


A M P H I B I A N 



Lungless.  They breath through their skin.

Very inefficient method of getting oxygen

to the animal's cells deep inside.  Relying

on the passive diffusion of gas drastically

limits the size of an animal.  The salamander

pictured here is no more than five inches long.

It fits comfortably in the palm of your hand.


Here's a biological engineering problem

common to both salamanders and lizards.

Their legs stick out of their side instead of

underneath.  Consequently, they are constantly 

dragging their belly over the ground everywhere

they go.


Imagine horses running the Preakness 

with their legs like oars sticking out the side

of a boat.  You might as well saddle up

on a potted plant.


 






 A L L I G A T O R       S N A P P I N G       T U R T L E


R E P T I L E



 Comes from a tough neighborhood.

This guy is armored head to tail and 

has a bite that will amputate your foot.

It rules over lakes and streams, wherever

it lives.  What could possibly threaten this

reptile armed with a bone-crushing beak?

Probably another snapping turtle...

one that wants your territory, figuring 

you're too old to defend what's yours.

You are.


Soon you become just another item on

a catfish's menu.







 P I L E A T E D       W O O D P E C K E R


B I R D   



 Banging your head against the wall is hard

on the brain.  If you've heard a woodpecker

doing their job you know they bang their head

several times a second.  Just a couple of those

hits would put an NFL quarterback in concussion

protocol.  


In the real world of cause and effect you already

know there must be an engineering solution

to prevent constant bruising of the brain.  

There is such a fix but it's only temporary.

After a couple of years of being just a 

woodpecker you're pretty used up.

Senility sets in.  You begin wondering

which end is up?

Does it ever really matter?


You just couldn't stop banging your head.







 B I G       B R O W N       B A T


M A M M A L



 Flying mice.


A mammal with wings.

The bones of the front legs are elongated

into a skeletal structure covered in a membrane 

that replaces a bird's feathers for providing lift.


Bats fly at night using their echoes 

for navigating around obstacles and 

directing them toward their prey.

Sight guides a bird's flight.

An owl's eyes can maneuver through darkness

but who else ventures into the night except

to migrate across a sea of water?

Bats rule the night with their dog paddle 

flight skills because they don't have to compete

with a bird's skillful acrobatics.

.

Like the salamanders, a bat's engineering

was built atop a foundation that wasn't 

designed for the purpose of flight.

For instance, the lungs of a bat reflects

those used by ancient four-legged mammals.


The mammal breathes in oxygen, then

exhales carbon dioxide.  It spends only half

its time retrieving oxygen whereas a bird's

breathing doesn't need time to exhale.

Their oxygen intake is uninterrupted.

The bird's performance is turbocharged

by this boost in energy efficiency.


How did this advance in respiration 

come about?








 N I N E - B A N D E D       A R M A D I L L O


M A M M A L



 Armored against coyotes and bobcats, 

not so much protection against bears

and mountain lions.  Your best bet 

to survive as an armadillo is to avoid

being seen.  


Have your meals at night, limiting 

your search for grubs and insects

to after dark.  Generally this precaution

works out and maybe you live long

enough to raise a family.

Eventually, though, your luck runs out 

and you become some predator's meal.

All those vital nutrients that made you, you,

now inhabit another of Nature's creatures

who's first act is to take a nap after its

meal of you.  


Once your predator revives it runs and 

snoops about, schemes and plots and

looks for a mate before it too, eventually

succumbs to something lethal.

The nutrients that once were a part of you

and then that other guy, now inhabit the nutrient

cycle of another living home, insuring this

Earth-bound process continues.


Existing in Nature.

Food for thought.




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©  Tom Taylor








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