I always wanted to watch the Planet Earth series, and Mr. H and I got it for Christmas last year on Blu Ray.
Let’s just say we have an arrangement when it comes to watching these types of things. I do other things and Mr. H gets my attention when something cute or pretty comes on.
I spent most of Disc 1 of Planet Earth hiding under a blanket. Why?
Well, you know everything was all hunky-dory.
Gorgeous Earth showed off her sexy self left and right – her flowery mane, her pointy peaks, her undulating sea hips, and her long tree legs.
The animals started off sprightly and entertaining.
Baby versions gave me a case of the ubiquitous female sigh – awwwww. I wanted to snuggle with them, even the ones that would surely bite my ass.
Then, comes that inevitable moment…you know which one. When the animals decide to turn into Hannibal Lecter’s.
And, that’s when I cower beneath my raggedy blanket, my protective shield, praying for an end to the graphic meal in HD (for our benefit).
Mr. H. shouts things like…
“Not yet. No, definitely not yet!”
Or my personal fave…
“Don’t come out of there. It’s NOT safe!”
I know it’s the cycle of life and all that. But, I just can’t.
If I had it my way, nature documentaries would only show the following:
- Interesting weather phenomena
- Bold and colorful flora and fauna
- Baby animals before they get eaten
- Vegetarian meals only
Alas, I know this is not often the case.
Lucky for me I can sometimes experience censored cuteness and prettiness because I have Mr. H and the G-Rated Deal.
How about you guys out there? Do you hide under blankets too or is just me?