hatesmoststuff.livejournal.comNo sooner than had April arrived for her shift today than did a middle-aged woman stop by holding a basket of tiny... uh, somethings. Creatures with beaks.
Apparently her pet had laid eggs and she wanted to make sure the babies went to a good home. As April handed her the usual paperwork to fill out for an animal drop-off, the woman hesitated over the blank left for the animal's species.
"The thing is, I'm not really sure," she said after some hemming and hawing over it. "I could bring in their mother and you could give me your opinion? -- Well, actually, I'm not sure she'd quite fit through the door..."
"No," April interrupted her. "Thanks. Just give us your best guess."
Today, the sign on the door that said NOW HIRING was accompanied by another sign, this one reading ADOPT A MYSTERY PET. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO, followed by a pencil illustration of the beaked creatures. They were pretty cute.