He had seen these creatures many times, romping in the surf. His favourite he called Diki: a young, playful male who always greeted him with little squeals of joy.
He looked out for Diki whenever he visited the beach that summer. And he could have sworn that Diki looked out for him too, zigzagging along the waves, jumping up and peering over them. So clever, so cute – he longed to keep Diki as a pet, but he knew the creature would never survive outside his natural habitat.
For Diki was a land animal, with arms and legs instead of flippers.
He looked out for Diki whenever he visited the beach that summer. And he could have sworn that Diki looked out for him too, zigzagging along the waves, jumping up and peering over them. So clever, so cute – he longed to keep Diki as a pet, but he knew the creature would never survive outside his natural habitat.
For Diki was a land animal, with arms and legs instead of flippers.
