IT WAS A SUNNY LATE WINTER MORNING on the Santa Cruz Wharf and there, taking full advantage of the weather, was a group of seals sunning themselves on a boat dock attached to the wharf. Every so often there would be a snort or a belch or a scratching of an itch, but for the most part things were pretty quite and peaceful…until…
Until, a newcomer to the crowd ascended the ladder (yes, came up the ladder) and proceeded to climb over a seal who had placed himself squarely in front of the ladder. Needless to say, the once sleeping, sunning seal was not happy. There was a lot of barking and biting going on until everyone found a new place to settle down. As Linda and I watched this little skirmish, we both said, “Well, that’s what you get for sleeping in front of the ladder, ya silly seal.”
As I have thought about this over the past few weeks, yes I know I think about pretty amazing things from time to time, I pondered how often people find themselves napping in the wrong spot, only to get their toga-in-a-knot when somebody wants to climb up the ladder. This often takes place when we are feeling pretty comfortable, sleepy even, because we are happy where we are. Everybody is in their assigned place, we all have room, and the deck is silently floating on a calm sea and the sun is warmly shining. When all of a sudden somebody has to rock the boat, disturbing our comfortable slumber…well the nerve of some people!
Well, what can I say? If you are just seeking for some place to slumber, I suggest not sleeping by the ladder.