My first encounter with the tribe came within a few days of our arrival in the verdant Backyard region that they called home. They were wary at first, but at last a tribal elder and I were able to exchange greetings, a breakthrough moment that I confess caused me to briefly abandon my sense of scientific detachment.
“I did it! The chicken played with me!”
That was the cutest loss of scientific detachment I’ve ever seen!
That’s the cutest happy dance!
It must be tippity toe Tuesday in addition to tongue out Tuesday. And I’m loving his enthusiasm for first contact.
One of your best, IMHO, Mike!
OMG I have to wait until I get home no fair!!!
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Interspecies snorgling! Or at least sniffing.
Bonking?
Modified booping?
Flooping?
That sproingy kid just made my day. Or possibly week. 😀☺️😃