I posted this on Facebook, saving here for safekeeping. I'm obsessed with extinct animals lately. Not the animals themselves of course, I'm no zoologist, but the concept of going extinct and how it must feel. I don't think it happened by chance, I mean the animals must have known; wether they didn't catch Noah's ark or froze in an ice age, they must have known. I imagine the following scenario, (and please ignore my historical mistakes of who got extinct first, as I didn't bother do any studies): The mammoth rests in some cave with his Mrs, after a very long walk. He looked her in the eyes and said, "Sa3deya, I can't take it anymore. We've been moving for ages, continent after continent, looking for dry land. And don't you tell me we have to adapt and evolve. We've even learned to swim and we changed our diet multiples times according to the available vegetation. "Ya 7amdy, 7aram eli enta bet2oolo da" she said back, "A...
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