Carl sollicits comments

Sometimes it gets lonely being a one-of-a-kind, handcarved, woodcrafted and charming crocodile.  Anyone might think it's all rock and roll lifestyle; all photoshoots and Mr Sheen sessions.  But it's not like that.

Oh sure, I got a top class perch on the storage heater by the telly.  But I'm on my own.  The Keeper doesn't count.  He does all his human stuff and I can't really join in.  That's why I got this hobby, really.  Blogging.  It puts me out there.



DON'T BE A STRANGER
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It's not like that for humans.  If they get lonesome, they got their Miss Waleses or their sisters-in-law.

I dunno.  I spose it's coz it's Monday.  Mind you there is always an opportunity for a quick fact:

Carl's Croco-fact #4

The largest known crocodile was 6.2 metres long.  That's over eight times my length or around three and a quarter Keepers.  That's one big croc.

So I know it probably goes against human nature to get too close to a croc, if you have any comments on my blog or need to ask me a croco-question, don't be shy.

I won't bite.


Carl