Then Dama's hand moved so fast that I could swear it hadn't moved. But whatever it did, he now had a baby crocodile in his hand, about a foot long, and it was squawking, mouth opening over and over again and squawking. White underbelly, greenish body, orange inside of the mouth. Squawking, squawking. I remember.
I remember. Because two days ago at the Crocodile Bank not far from Mahabalipuram, along with hundreds of fascinating crocs and tortoises and snakes, I saw this sign:
- Young crocs may be guarded for a long period after hatching. If it is in danger, a small croc cries out to summon its parents and other adults come to its aid. Crocs are at their most dangerous when their offspring are threatened.