I probably don’t need to tell you that this month’s Bobbledy theme is snakes. If you are anything like Robbi and me, you have been thinking of nothing BUT snakes for the past few weeks. Because, in spite of your rational knowledge that snakes are valuable, beautiful members of the animal kingdom who have no interest in scaring you or gobbling you up as long as you leave them alone, you have, in the back of your mind, an unshakable aversion to their armless, legless, slithering snakeness.
Or, perhaps, like Bobbledy club members Simon and Everett, you are confidently fascinated with snakes to the extent that you have been devoting time to documenting their majesty.
Here is a hard-hitting, snake-themed drawing from Everett.
For those of you who are emotionally grounded enough to face the harsh realities of the prehistoric world, this drawing depicts a hungry red-winged quetzalcoatlus (big pterasaur) in the act of eating a baby titanoboa (prehistoric snake).
Which is why the titanoboa’s dad is saying, “No.”
Everett’s dad admits that the drawing is “kind of grim.” But sometimes you have to face the truth. It’s a dinosaur-eat-snake world. At least, it was.
Moving on then, to a drawing from Everett’s brother Simon. I wish I could tell you that more cheerful subject matter lay ahead. But that would not be true. At least, not if you are fond of elephants.
Simon offers a rather bleak moment in which a seemingly enormous python is halfway through the act of ingesting a seemingly small elephant.
I wish I could say that my aversion to snakes had lessened in the course of writing this post, but I am afraid the opposite is the case. I sit here thanking my lucky stars that I am neither a baby titanoba nor a seemingly small elephant.
And yet, somehow, it seems like minor consolation.