![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
The kakapo is an intensely stupid bird.
It has strong claws which enable it to climb trees, but upon reaching the top, it forgets it is flightless and proceeds to jump off, tumbling towards the ground and frantically flapping its useless wings.
Upon hearing a male's mating call the female kakapo may walk weeks without rest until she reaches her destination. The males sound their call through a natural and amazingly complex amplification system of small burrows and tunnels they dig themselves. The one fault this system has is that it only amplifies the lower bass sounds this idiot bird makes, and while bass carries well, it is impossible to trace, so a female can walk for weeks in the wrong direction and eventually die of fatigue or starvation. Both this, their tree jumping habits and the fact they were extensively hunted by housecats unnaturally introduced to their habitat helped contribute to the fact that there are less than a hundred living kakapos today. Sometimes, i feel like a kakapo. Have i climbed a tree i cannot fly from? Am i booming my mating call to unhearing ears? Certainly, i am of a dying species of romantic idiots.
It has strong claws which enable it to climb trees, but upon reaching the top, it forgets it is flightless and proceeds to jump off, tumbling towards the ground and frantically flapping its useless wings.
Upon hearing a male's mating call the female kakapo may walk weeks without rest until she reaches her destination. The males sound their call through a natural and amazingly complex amplification system of small burrows and tunnels they dig themselves. The one fault this system has is that it only amplifies the lower bass sounds this idiot bird makes, and while bass carries well, it is impossible to trace, so a female can walk for weeks in the wrong direction and eventually die of fatigue or starvation. Both this, their tree jumping habits and the fact they were extensively hunted by housecats unnaturally introduced to their habitat helped contribute to the fact that there are less than a hundred living kakapos today. Sometimes, i feel like a kakapo. Have i climbed a tree i cannot fly from? Am i booming my mating call to unhearing ears? Certainly, i am of a dying species of romantic idiots.
