How is that an enemy? It’s food that moves, easier to come by than gagh.
Worf: They were an ecological menace, a plague to be wiped out.
Odo : Wiped out? What are you saying?
Worf : Hundreds of warriors were sent to track them down throughout the galaxy. An armada obliterated the tribbles’ home world. By the end of the twenty third century they had been eradicated.
Odo : Another glorious chapter of Klingon history. Tell me, do they still sing songs of the great tribble hunt?
Yeah, I know… I just don’t get it. They would cram them in a container and at least try it, I think.
I imagine the cuteness factor is also antithetical to Klingon culture. Like the ongoing joke of Klingon “dungeons” being filled with stuffed animals, cuddling, and tickling.
True, but eating them on a planetary level would counteract that, no? They could breed them to bite, even.
Maybe there‘s just not much to eat with a tribble being mostly fur.
Mostly uterus, it seems.
How do they move?
