My crocodile is my friend
Deep
in the Costa Rican jungle, a fisherman named Chito discovered a
crocodile that had been shot in the eye by a cattle farmer and left for
dead. Chito was able to drag the massive reptile into his boat and
brought him to his home, where he stayed by his side for months, nursing
him back to health. He named the croc Pocho.
“I
stayed by Pocho’s side while he was ill, sleeping next to him at
night…. I just wanted him to feel that somebody loved him, that not all
humans are bad.” said Chito, ““It meant a lot of sacrifice. I had to be
there every day. I love all animals – especially ones that have
suffered.”
The day finally came when
Pocho was strong enough to go back into the wild. Chito took him to a
lake near his house and released him, but the animal simply got back out
of the water and followed him home.
“Then
I found out that when I called his name he would come over to me.” says
Chito. The fisherman has been hesitant to tell his story, even though
20 years have passed since he first rescued Pocho.Pocho is roughly 5.18
meters (17 feet) long. He and Chito play, wrestle and hug on a daily
basis. That bond, Chito said, took years to forge.
“After a
decade I started to work with him.”, says Chito casually, “At first it
was slow, slow. I played with him a bit, slowly doing more.”
Chito
has told his story now only to raise awareness of the cruelty that can
be done to animals, and the difference that affection and treating other
rightly can make.
“He’s my friend, I
don’t want to treat him like a slave or exploit him.” said Chito, “I am
happy because I rescued him and he is happy with me because he has
everything he needs.”
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