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<\/a>By Diane Batshaw Eisman, M.D. FAAP Doctor Eisman, is in Family Practice in Aventura, Florida with her partner, Dr. Eugene Eisman, an internist\/cardiologist.<\/strong><\/p>\nIt was indeed a dark night. Blissful silence reigned over all.<\/p>\n
The only sounds were two voices whispering as they curled up in a burrow hidden deeply underground.<\/p>\n
They were quite large and so it was no easy thing to remain secluded, away from other eyes.<\/p>\n
The largest one rasped to his mate, \u201cI just can\u2019t believe it\u2026the way our taxonomic name is bandied about!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIndeed, my darling. It is so hard for us dinosaurs to get the respect we deserve,\u201d responded the smaller female reptile. \u201cJust because we first got dumped on this planet about two hundred and forty five million years ago\u2026doesn\u2019t mean that we are to be slandered!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSsshh,\u201d said her spouse, as rumbling shook the floor of their cavern. \u201cWe don\u2019t want to wake up the little ones.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, dear,\u201d she sighed, \u201cI can hear them moving around in their sleep. They are so adorable\u2026 just look at those little tails swishing!\u201d<\/p>\n
Her mate continued, \u201cI get so annoyed whenever I am creeping around outside, attending to our plants and I hear people refer to that Doctor Curmudgeon as a dinosaur\u2026well\u2026 I just want to sit on her until she squeals that she is only a Luddite, not a dinosaur!<\/p>\n
\u201cThe only thing we have in common with that small, screeching, non-scaly, tailless, little annoying thing is that we both like to chomp on plants!\u201d<\/p>\n
His partner harrumphed in agreement.<\/p>\n
The larger dinosaur continued in a tirade, \u201cIt is abhorrent to me that if someone isn\u2019t thrilled with those disgusting computer machines, doesn\u2019t want to live in a so called \u2018smart home,\u2019 looks down on us for leading a peaceful existence\u2026they are called a dinosaur!<\/p>\n
\u201cWe are the real dinosaurs\u2026not that puny thing who has no scales and no tail!\u201d<\/p>\n
Trying to soothe her mate, she continued, \u201cNow, dear, let her be called whatever those idiots want to call her. Let the whole world believe that we are extinct.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gazing fondly at his partner, he chortled, \u201cand those little things believe that our whole group became extinct about sixty six million years ago! There was a recent op-ed piece in the Dinosaur Daily Tablet that I really loved. You were plant pulling the other day and so you missed it. But it talked about how safe we are. Those humans believe that it was unlikely that even our DNA would be around.\u201d<\/p>\n
Smiling as only a Dinosaur mother can smile as she glanced over at her sleeping babies, she said, \u201cThey just keeping thinking they have found dinosaur bones and speculating all kinds of things about us.\u201d<\/p>\n
As he curled up to go to sleep, he murmured to his spouse \u201cLittle do they know. Good night, Gracie.\u201d<\/p>\n
Doctor Curmudgeon\u00ae is Diane Batshaw Eisman, M.D., a physician-satirist. This column originally appeared on SERMO, the leading global social network for doctors.<\/p>\n