What are these legs and these golden flecked eyes and that impossible crown and how does it stay on his little head and
is that meowing?
"Holy shit!"
IT'S OKAY, EVERYBODY STAY CALM. She scoops him back up, bringing him to eye level. Imploring eyes focus on him with all her resolve.
"It's okay, sugar. I've got you. Jesus, d'you need water? What are y'supposed t'do when you're a frog?"
These are not things she was taught in Tulane.
Scrambling back to her feet, she cups him in her hands, close to her heart, heading straight out the barn doors toward the water.
"All right. Okay. Let's think for a moment. Y'didn't do this on purpose, it ain't a holiday, y'didn't eat anythin' strange — didja run into anybody off-puttin'? Anybody new? Jus' ribbit for me."
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is that meowing?
"Holy shit!"
IT'S OKAY, EVERYBODY STAY CALM. She scoops him back up, bringing him to eye level. Imploring eyes focus on him with all her resolve.
"It's okay, sugar. I've got you. Jesus, d'you need water? What are y'supposed t'do when you're a frog?"
These are not things she was taught in Tulane.
Scrambling back to her feet, she cups him in her hands, close to her heart, heading straight out the barn doors toward the water.
"All right. Okay. Let's think for a moment. Y'didn't do this on purpose, it ain't a holiday, y'didn't eat anythin' strange — didja run into anybody off-puttin'? Anybody new? Jus' ribbit for me."