This hitchhiker added a bit of stress to our morning drive down the Dixie Highway. After a few blocks he turned a deep shade of brown. The poor thing! I was praying for him to hang on and not try anything stupid. That tail of his looked like a liability. Did he understand that one wrong move, a shift in the wrong direction, and the wind could lift him up and out?
We were able to pull over after 50 blocks! He has now been transferred to a nice bush besides Publix. I hope he is feeling calmer this evening. I felt like I had a full cardio workout in the process. Isn't stress cardio-therapy? Even a little?
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