They Are Cute When They Are Small

As the Staircase Witch staircasewitch.blogspot.com pointed out yesterday, the small sharks are cute. In fact, when we were on vacation in French Polynesia I walked with them in the two foot waters. Here are some in a feeding frenzy mere feet from where I was standing.

There was a part of our private cruise where we went to a spot where we could walk from one island to the next and the water never got deeper than our knees.

Nobody else showed up for the cruise so we had a crew of 8 to ourselves. Oh but I am still just Associate Girl From the Block.

I thought to myself that there was no way in hell I was going to walk to the other island if I so much as thought I saw a fin. Well, I looked into the water and I immediately saw a fin. Immediately. My choices were to sit on the one island while my husband and Francois, our tour guide, set off to the other island leaving me alone to perish by way of rat-sized ants and rat-sized rats, or to get in the water with them and the sharks.

Those sharks will stare you down. They will swim right up to your ankles and stare at you with their dead black eyes. But then I realized that if you so much as flinch they will dart off. So after about an hour I was chasing those suckers down. "Here poisson. Here mon petit poisson" (We were in French Polynesia. They speak French.)

But the big ones in the open water? No. They would be all, "Allo! Un digestif!"