The other night G called the girls to say he was on his way home with a surprise. He wouldn't tell us what it was, but he is famous for pulling over and rescuing tortoises wandering out onto busy roads and other such endangered critters, so we suspected it was an animal of some sort.
He wrestled a huge cage up the stairs. It looked like a large rabbit hutch. Then he went back down and brought up a cardboard box. He began to tell us the story of how earlier that day, on one of his job sites, he had found a poor baby bunny nearly frozen to death in the parking lot. Yeah, it's been cold, not as bad as many of you have been experiencing, but we did get down close to freezing the past few nights. He carefully opened the box, cautioning the girls to stand back as it may panic and start frantically hopping around. The sound of sharp nails scrabbling on the side of the box was quickly drowned out by the screams of the girls as a four-foot flash of green launched itself, mercifully, inside the cage. It was not a bunny.
L has named it Verde, and indeed he or she, I haven't gotten close enough to tell yet, is covered with scales so brilliantly green they look like sequins.
I hear they taste like chicken.
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