For some unknown reason, this little fella managed to escape from the meticulous care of my father, and apparently hid under a big water bucket.
Some days later, I was dragging that same bucket (don't ask...) when I saw it on the floor. At first, I thought I killed it, but a more detailed observation revealed the truth.
After seeing the disconcerting view, I asked myself: should I lick it? But then, I remembered Johnny's bad experience, and decided to take some photos instead.
It stayed in that position about 15 minutes, and only gave up when I put it in water.
Some days later, I was dragging that same bucket (don't ask...) when I saw it on the floor. At first, I thought I killed it, but a more detailed observation revealed the truth.
After seeing the disconcerting view, I asked myself: should I lick it? But then, I remembered Johnny's bad experience, and decided to take some photos instead.
It stayed in that position about 15 minutes, and only gave up when I put it in water.