Hi everyone.
I haven't been around here much but wanted to share this story with you. It's approx. 10:30 a.m. where I am right now.
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Around 9:30 this morning, Carl calls me up to ask me if I want a baby sea otter. Excuse me?! I exclaim. Do you want a baby sea otter he repeats in a casual tone? Now, mind you, we live in the woods with those giant mutant owls who try to pick off our grown cats. What the hell am I going to do with a baby sea otter? He tells me we can build him a little place this weekend where he will live. My mind is spinning! I’m already yanking out the phone book for the phone number to the Zoo.
Nevermind that he came into contact with this otter through "hustle man" a shady character who roams down Highland road with his wares that he’s stolen during the night.
Here’s another thing, sea otters are worth more than $100 so not only is purchasing stolen goods from someone a crime, if you purchase something worth more than $100 it’s a felony. Plus, I don’t even think you can own or have "exotic" animals in your possession without proper licenses.
Apparently Hustle man stole this sea otter from the LSU vet school. This poor little thing was stolen from his home placed in an ice chest and is now eating a can of tuna fish.
Carl calls the vet school and asks them if they are missing a baby sea otter. They say yes and are on their way to rescue the poor animal.
It’s too early in the morning for all this. . . . .
- Minu