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I'm thinking of getting Henry and Ezra one as a pet

I will be honest with you and admit that aside from penguins and wombats, my favourite creatures tend to be bloodthirsty killers. Thus, I am thinking of getting the lads either a crocodile or great white shark for Christmas. I mean really, isn’t this guy a cutie?



If you’re a shark freak out type like me, you might like to check out this collection of images and links from Dark Roasted Blend. It’s well worth a few minutes browsing.
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Jules said…
Gosh - one way to keep them in line I guess. Sit down and do your homework or you can feed the tiger shark with a teaspoon!!!

I'm more into big brown eyes and waggy tags and soft fur puppies, kittens & donkeys! - although I do love elephants!!

BTW After looking at the photos on that blog - i won't be getting in the water for months - THANKS!!!!
15 September 2008 at 16:40
USelaine said…
Okay, that's enough, thanks. I've only ever snorkeled out over "open water" once. That is to say, I couldn't see the bottom, just aqua sea murk. The thought of a shark looming up to take your head off never goes away, at least until the false security of seeing the bottom again. I may have to whip out my copy of Finding Nemo again.
15 September 2008 at 17:07
yournotalone said…
I am not sure if this is a good idea, but you must have thought out everything:)
15 September 2008 at 17:22
Danial Bigham said…
I very fear shark.but if we are not working with shark it's not aggress us.
15 September 2008 at 18:51
freefalling said…
huh!
well, I never.
A greenland shark and a megamouth shark - who knew such creatures existed.

(oh yeah, and I liked what Danial said!)
16 September 2008 at 08:28
EG CameraGirl said…
It's much, much, MUCH safer to get them something like a boa constrictor. ;-)
16 September 2008 at 10:39
Suzi-k said…
hehe, he's cute, look at that toothy grin. One of our star soccer players, Lucas Radebe has the nickname "smiley", so I vote Lucas for the boy!
16 September 2008 at 12:34
Kris McCracken said…
Jules, sharks are just misunderstood. They need to be hugged more.

Uselaine, snorkelling is great fun. Some people snorkel with seals down here in Tasmania, and they are the ones who get eaten by Great Whites! Tip; keep away from their food, lest they get confused.

Aigars, I have given it great thought. I still reckon that they are safer than pit bulls.
16 September 2008 at 15:06
Kris McCracken said…
Danial, spot on!

FF, there are some sharks that are prettier than others, that’s for sure.

EGTG, I am far more afraid of snakes than sharks. Go figure!

Suzi-k, you live in one of the world’s best places to go and dive with a Great White. Maybe you could go and pick one up for me? ;)
16 September 2008 at 15:10
USelaine said…
Fun activity for a work break - submit the word 'sharks' at this screen:

http://www.solaas.com.ar/dreamlines/
16 September 2008 at 18:43
Diederick Wijmans said…
Never...! Never would I like to meet one. (This one looks like some people I know).
17 September 2008 at 15:43
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