I was once taking a stroll with my baby ROXY (a trike) down the memorable south zone 3 in the island. We watched as dusk came upon us, but then... I notice a floating rock moving towards us, to late to realize it's a spinos back. I ran as fast as my small legs could, but roxy was too fat. I had to leave her behind. It reminded me of those videos of Nile Crocs catching prey. Don't mess with no Spinos.