Working on it. Picture a cartoon; Two Tyrannosaurs -- one has just bitten a chunk out of the bark of a pine tree.
"Rxx, what the heck are you doing? We're supposed to be meat eaters, remember?"
"Relax, Srs. It's my life insurance program. I'm causing the production of amber, which will entrap insects that have bitten us. Millions of years from now, idiotic monkey creatures will find a way to resurrect us, and we will thank them by eating them!"
"You've been reading that claptrap Science Fiction again, haven't you? Is that the same guy who keeps trying to scare us about an invader from outer space?"
"It won't do any harm. You can't be too careful, you know. Now, let's go eat the leg off something. My mouth is sticky."
Now listen to what Bobasuarus is trying to tell you...one day, some silly monkey people are going to resurrect us and you will need to know how to get along in that new world. The first thing you must do is join Freerepublic and always donate to the quarterly Freepathons, got that? And never vote Democrat...
[singing] Bad, bad, blood, blood...