Where the Wild Things Are

I have just finished giving a bath to a recaptured and tagged tiger. He's actually a rescue from this morning, having been found wandering near my office. I figured we should just leave him be, after all, he likely belonged to someone, but my daughter felt sorry for him and my husband went to retrieve him. He's a quiet fellow, doesn't say much, but seems grateful for having been rescued from the torrential rain we've been having. He's sitting on the dryer now trying to get warm again. His tag says he's Made in China, but I think he'll be living with us for a long while.

That is, until my daughter gets a notion to save another stuffy from being run over in the street on a rainy Tuesday morning.

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