Charlie has been more active lately, as spring pretends to show up here in South Dakota. We have managed to go outside twice in the last month because the temperatures made it up over 70. Sadly, that never lasts around here. So yesterday after a nice superworm breakfast and bask, I took him out for a tour of the library. He came with me to the Children's Area where I was pulling books for a relabeling project. I sat him on the floor and he stayed with me for at least 5 minutes. Then I looked away for a moment and he was gone. I did some serious looking, lots of aisles to run down around here, and his natural camouflage works too well with our (ugly) library carpeting. I couldn't find him so I calmly took my cart back to the main desk and asked one of the aids to help me look for him. I glanced over my shoulder and he was sitting in another corridor, peering back over his shoulder at me as if to say "what?".
At least he got some exercise. Sneaky little weasel.
At least he got some exercise. Sneaky little weasel.
