Okay, I’ll confess.
Some years ago when the news came out that a baby mastadon found intact in the frozen wilds of Siberia had provided scientists with a genome and the Russians were considering cloning said baby mastadon, I did let my imagination momentarily run away with me.
I mean, how cool would it be it have a pet baby mastadon? I pictured myself riding my cute baby mastadon to the grocery store, hooking my plastic shopping bags over his curly tusks on the ride home, and selling his poops as garden fertilizer and deer repellant.
But my humorous little fantasy only lasted a few fond moments.
No, just no. Let’s not be quick try resurrect extinct species. Who wants a T. rex invading their back yard and devouring their children?
Except for the ‘baby mastodon’ being a ‘pig’, that is basically the plot to The Simpson’s Movie!...................
“Who wants a T. rex invading their back yard and devouring their children?”
Mmm. To be totally honest, I’ve met children who ...
(LOL. Please forgive me.)