and appeared to be made out of soft
Italian leather, not some ratty canyon
rabbit. Would you mind handing that to
me so I can have a closer look at it,
please? His whole deal was just a little
too cliché. Couldn’t he have just worn
shorts? And was he really gonna eat that
squirrel? Still, we gathered around him
like a baby pig at the state fair,
awestruck by our luck. This time there
was no argument; we had clearly found
our Creature of the Day.
He was real friendly and answered
all of our questions at a slow, deliberate
pace, explaining that this and several of
the neighboring canyon systems were
where he made his home. He told us