Our guide took us out in the boat at night to find other creatures of the Amazon rainforest. One of these was a caiman.
He was very chill, and didn’t squirm even when we passed him around. But he had that look in his eye: “if I were a year older, you’d all be so dead”
I’ve also learnt since then that the mother was probably somewhere nearby; she takes her young to a shallow area to teach them how to hunt and they stay with her for a year. Caimans tend to limit their diet to smaller animals, but all the same I’m glad we didn’t meet her.
Why is it that deadly creatures are so cute when they’re young? Surely it would have been better to develop a “kill it now!” instinct.