That time Ms Dusty Rose — proved once again that crocs aren’t just muscle and menace, they’ve got a streak of curiosity and cheek tucked under those scales. On this day Ms Rose found herself a single feather floating along and, instead of dismissing it, she spent a full 18 minutes playing with it . The aim seemed to be to get it perched delicately on her snout, then with wide eyed excitement she wore it. It slipped off and she had to nudge it back into place, and when you having tiny T-rex hands getting a feather on your snout is a lot more difficult than you can imagine. Over and over again — feather on, feather off. If that’s not object play, I don’t know what is.
Of course, the skeptics roll their eyes: “Oh, she must’ve thought it was food.” Oh Please,Dusty doesn’t need 18 minutes to figure out there’s no bird attached to the end of a feather. What we saw was something different — a reptile engaging with the world just for the sheer fun of it.
For those who think crocs are all instinct and no imagination, Dusty Rose says otherwise. That feather was her toy, her fashion accessory, her curiosity quencher. Sometimes, play isn’t just for the young or the furry — sometimes it’s for the feather-wearing queen of the river.
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