My dad used to tell me I ate like a bird. I'm sure he didn't mean this:
We went to the zoo for the day and came across this wonderful exhibit about adaptations. One of the tables was set up as a game to match the kitchen tool to the bird who eats most like it.
The Hummingbird's eating technique resembles the dropper.
When the Snipe eats it resembles chopsticks.
The Flamingo is like a strainer.
The Toucan's beak resembles tongs when it eats.
Pelicans eat in a similar way to the slotted spoon.
But here's Zeal just preferring to drink his carrot juice like a butterfly. Can you say "proboscis"?