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Do you know what actually makes me sad? I will never own a dinosaur… This is actually a thought that really does consume some of my time! I really, really want a dinosaur. Do you know, once, I was home alone and I heard a weird sound out the backyard. In the nanoseconds it took me to process what I heard, my brain decided that it was a raptor. In my backyard. Now realise, I fully believed this thought. In my mind, it was 100% fact. So I was super-excited. Like, every one of my wildest dreams had just come true. I had a raptor, my very own raptor, in my backyard. It was a tarp blowing in the wind. The sound, it wasn’t a raptor. I just thought I should clarify that in case anyone got over excited and started emailing me offering me money in exchange for my raptor before getting to the end of my story. So in the ensuing nanoseconds, I was imagining the new awesomeness that was my new raptor-filled life. Seriously, just imagine for a second, that you had your own raptor. I hope you’re as excited as I am otherwise I might just start sounding ridiculous. But I was imagining how to tether the thing, I mean I couldn’t just have it running around Brisbane. Then I imagined riding it around Brisbane, because it can’t just run amok around the city, but my raptor and I could totally have our own shenanigans. You know, raptors are OK under adult supervision, and I am a twentysomething. I was going to be famous for having a pet raptor. But the fame would never get to my head. I mean really, it would just be a way to pay the raptor feeding bill. Whatever that would be… I didn’t name my raptor. I didn’t get that far. Because it was a tarp blowing in the wind. I don’t have a raptor.