It’s Instinct

A heavy male lion was sitting like a sphinx in the hot African desert sun. As I recall he was lounging along a river bank so it was probably pretty humid too. One of the lionesses in his pride sashayed by, wafting her scented tail at him. It was a casual, yet seductive walk, her hips and shoulders swaying sexually. Anyone could see what was on her feline mind. The male lion took no notice, he did not shake his thick, black, dusty mane, he did not lift a massive paw out of the sand. The aroused lioness sashayed by again, parading her sexy self before him. He seemed to take even less notice than before. The lioness turned abruptly, walked directly up to him, and smacked him in the face with a powerful paw. He leapt up and covered her with the purpose she desired.

This describes an actual film clip that I saw half a century ago. It says something about the relationship between mammalian sexes. I am not sure what, but it fills me with instinctive amusement.

Caption: Female Lion Rouses Male

cartoon by Annmarie Throckmorton 2018