When
the female capuchin comes on heat she acts like a drunk on Viagra. She pursues
her target. She squeaks and she flirts. She teases, pulls fur, tickles, rubs
her body against his. The male ignores her with implacable dignity. It
withstands all her advances with statesman-like calmness.
On
the fourth day it succumbs.
It
is on the fourth day the female is at her most fertile and receptive. She
doesn’t appear to appreciate this, the evolutionary drive to mate being a
fairly blunt tool, as it were. But the male knows. The male is attuned to the
universe.
9 comments:
I'm almost stubborn enough to doubt
Oh, brother! LOL.
And a perfect picture for the post too.
Mac, doubt what - that males would resist for four days or that they are attuned to the mysteries of the universe😀?
Thanks, Maria. It took ages to get just the right pic because there were so many contenders
Um, why don't they just have fun all four days? Is the male a one and done?
It doesn't confide in the likes of me, Linda.
Mmm... attuned with the universe, eh?
Or is it... lazy? :-P
Capuchins aren't noted for their work ethic, Misha, so you may be right. Then again, there's a lot to be said for the conservation of energy
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