I’m imagining a t-Rex with a high capacity O2 tank strapped to its back, and a little tiny human size oxygen mask covering like a single nostril…
But oh no! The O2 is low and it needs to change the tank, but the itty bitty rexy arms can’t reach so it’s just spinning in circles trying to get the strap off. It’s getting dizzy now from a lack of oxygen and, well, spinning. Eventually it just sort of falls over and maybe some other Dino comes and changes the tank for it (altruism isn’t just a human trait!). That Dino sighs and says “you do this every day. Just ask for help, dingus.”.
I’m imagining a t-Rex with a high capacity O2 tank strapped to its back, and a little tiny human size oxygen mask covering like a single nostril…
But oh no! The O2 is low and it needs to change the tank, but the itty bitty rexy arms can’t reach so it’s just spinning in circles trying to get the strap off. It’s getting dizzy now from a lack of oxygen and, well, spinning. Eventually it just sort of falls over and maybe some other Dino comes and changes the tank for it (altruism isn’t just a human trait!). That Dino sighs and says “you do this every day. Just ask for help, dingus.”.
Thanks for that giggle :)