Where's the logger?
After about 20 minutes of poking and prodding, and Adam up to his shoulder in the croc's mouth, there was stil no logger. Did the croc regurgitate it? Pass it? Or... wait a minute... is this the right croc? Oops. Um, could you, um, get the croc in the next cage, please. Sure enough, once the right croc was found, the logger came out easily.
Now, I could take the high road here, but that's no fun. A word of advice - if you're going to stick your hand down an adult crocodile's throat to retrieve a datalogger, make sure you've got the right animal.
Now, I could take the high road here, but that's no fun. A word of advice - if you're going to stick your hand down an adult crocodile's throat to retrieve a datalogger, make sure you've got the right animal.
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