Carl Hiaasen - Naked Came The Manatee

by Naked Came The Manatee [lit]

  So he dismissed the human commotion on the surface of the bay; lowered his shoe button eyes and swam onward, nudging and nuzzling his slippery new mate. Booger might have flinched slightly at the familiar thud of the impact above, the sickening whine of cavitating props, but he didn't look up a second time.

  Every mammal for himself.

  The End