So last night, while walking along the ocean under the light of a harvest moon, my daughter spotted this intense feeding frenzy going on by the shore line. We couldn’t identify the predator, but thought they looked a lot like some sort of shark fish. Before I could say anything, my 15-year-old daughter thrust her hand into the water and pulled one of the largest predatory fish out of the water!
She proceeded to screech and throw the “fish” when she realized what she had in her hands was not a fish, rather a shark!!! It was flopping about on the shore, gasping for breath. Sharks just happen to be the one thing I am truly terrified of, but in that moment, all I felt was deep compassion for this now helpless creature.
I reached down to pick it up by the tail and put it back in the water, which is when it lunged towards my ankle in an attempt to bite me I suppose. The power I felt in my hand as it thrust forward was incredibly intense. My son-in-law grabbed the middle of the shark and assisted me in putting the poor creature back in the water. Luckily none of us were stung by it’s toxic barb.
After we got home, we read all about the spiny dog shark and learned that dog sharks do have a toxic barb, but are only aggressive when they feel threatened. It does, however, make me re-think the whole night-time skinny dipping thing I like to do….amazing the cycles that go on in our world! That’s all she wrote…