Honest Animals: A good mate is hard to find
"Colourful commentary by cheeky characters"
A new illustrated blog series created
by James Lightle and Jaime Lee Lightle
DISCLAIMER: a sense of humour is required :)
My name is Trevor, and I am a lonely bachelor and Common Tern from Nova Scotia. I seem to be having trouble finding a mate and this is not due to the lack of effort but due to a lack of available females. My story is not an isolated case unfortunately. My cousins on the Dutch island of Texel are just dropping like flies. Of the 7,000 birds nesting in the De Petten nature reserve, 3,000 have either died or abandoned their nests. Many scientists are highly critical of the “bird flu” hypothesis. Rather, they blame it on the 18 new 4G and 5G antennas at the edge of the Tern’s nature reserve. Has anyone conducted any studies on the impact of frequencies being emitted from these towers? I see a lot of humans are having trouble mating as well, could there be a link?
Joey is my name. I am just your average wood frog. They have been spraying glyphosate herbicides in my area for years now. There seems to be some issues how glyphosates affect my frog family. I will explain but please don’t judge: my brother is now my sister, and he/she was able to fertilize his/her own eggs. Studies have shown that Tadpoles who are exposed to glyphosate showed tail and growth abnormalities, a decrease in successful metamorphosis and an increased percentage of intersex frogs. Well, that describes my brother/sister to a tee.
Hello all, my name is Maximus. I have been investing in many different companies but the one I am proud of the most is my Green Energy company. Being a Great White, I am fascinated with tidal power. The Bay of Fundy has the power to generate electricity, so I invested in the Force Project. At its test site in Minas Passage, Bay of Fundy, FORCE provides offshore and onshore electrical equipment to connect devices to the power grid, and conducts monitoring and research to understand any potential environmental effects. I know one of the side effects is chumming the water. That's called a win-win for me and my kind (yum, yum).
Leslie the Blue Jay here. You may recognize my beautiful blue feathers and prominent cap as a symbol of an iconic Canadian MLB team but that’s not what I’m known for. It is my husband who is the symbol of the Toronto Blue Jays whereas my vocation is more resigned but far from subordinate. For the last twenty years I have run my own legal practice as an immigration lawyer, but my story took a turn seven years ago.In 2015, a friend of mine encouraged me to run for my local Federal riding for the Blue-Conservative Party, not because of my plumage but because of my social conservative beliefs and philosophies. Not only did I win my seat but I also thew my cap in for the Blue-Conservative party’s leadership race in 2019. Although I did not win that race, I did win the popular vote. Are you wondering why you’ve never heard of me? Ask the media who is funded by the governing Red party. You’d think a successful woman like me would have made a few headlines, right? Well, I guess they have some phobias about the colour blue.