Working with animals means you can no longer consume fictional media about animals without judging it severely, especially when it involves zoos or aquaria.
I’m looking at you Finding Dory, you are the bane of my existence!
Listen…. The scene with the ray migration is cool and all, but all their singing voices are male, yet a none of these rays have claspers! None of them!
No you can’t just have all your aquatic systems connected like that! What do you mean the connections include quarantine!?!? That defeats the whole purpose of quarantine you idiots!
Speaking of which, where is your filtration? You’re telling me Dory is swimming between all these tanks but not once does she get stuck in some kind of filter? Are you kidding me? Even as a baby she gets swept up into some kind of intake flow, but still no filter? What’s even the point of all this plumbing!? What are they just pumping seawater in and out like it ain’t no thang? That’s not how water quality managment works!
Oh no no no noooo it gets worse! You have a cold water mammal (beluga) in a connected system with a warm water animal (whale shark)? Oh and the whale shark speaks whale now!? That doesn’t even make any sense it’s not a whale it’s a shark! Did… did these writers even try to do any research on these animals!??
You know what, I can suspend my suspension of disbelief well enough to buy that the octopus is haphazardly going between tanks without consequence. But the mop bucket!?!? THE MOP BUCKET!?!? ON WHAT PLANET IS A MOP BUCKET FULL OF FRESHWATER AND CLEANING CHEMICALS A SUITABLE PLACE FOR AN OCTOPUS!?!?
…..anyways, I’m not allowed to watch Finding Dory with my friends anymore….











