I was fascinated to hear of the suicide of an octopus, trained for the circus, that had been accustomed to do tricks for rewards of food. When the circus disbanded, the octopus was kept in a tank and no one paid any attention to his tricks. He gradually lost his color {octopuses' states of mind are expressed in their shifting hues} and finally went through his tricks a last time, failed to be rewarded, and used his beak to stab himself so badly that he died.
( Andrew Solomon )
[ The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of ]
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