trinityvixen | Ah ha! I KNEW IT!

Watching Life After People, a special on the History Channel, has been more interesting for being a fan of post-apocalyptic fiction, methinks. Tellingly, despite the premise being that people are gone, gone, gone, everything focuses on emphasizing the before with the after. And very human concerns are bemoaned and nature's indiscriminate, well, nature is lamented.

Case in point: they wail about what will happen to the poor, poor puppies who will have to live without people to watch over them. Working theory is that the dogs we've bred to be small, short-legged, useless piles of pretty crap are going to be wiped out by the genetically variant mutts. Dogs will have it hard for being scavengers, but around 150 years later, they'll probably revert to the pack-hunting canines humans originally domesticated.

But the house cats? ::BIG EVIL GRIN:: They'll own the new world. Having never really lapsed when it comes to being hunters (and having so many feral cats already operating out in the big, bad world), they'll be perfectly positioned to hunt the rodents that will take over the human spaces. They even had this cute simulation of cats hunting in forests growing in old office buildings. Because the cities will become wildernesses, the cats will stay there. They may adapt to high-rise living with mutations in the flying squirrel direction, but they won't have to. They'll hunt, they'll breed, they'll win.

I always knew they didn't need us for shit.

Oh, and, good news, everyone! The oceans will make a good comeback once we're out of the picture. All hail the apocalypse!