© Bruce Goodman 11 May 2015
Maggie was only three. She had never seen a skink before. When she went to catch it, the skink’s tail came off. The skink’s tail would grow back, but how was Maggie to know that?
Anyway, Maggie enjoyed eating the tail. Yuk!
After that, she went inside and drank a nice saucer of cream on the floor next to the fridge.
Weave a Web 
That was a relief – reading the last sentence. Another happy ending 🙂
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The happy endings are starting to become a bit of a habit!
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I agree the last sentence was a relief. The word “skink” was unfamiliar to me…most of the lizardy things I know about have other names….thanks for a good new word, quite rhyme-able!
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I think “skink” would be a good Ogden Nash word!
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Indeed it would, along with “skank” and “skunk”!
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LOL ! I would challenge you if I thought you didn’t have better things to do!
I think a skink
Skank like a skunk.
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Brilliant! I pass that baton to you!
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Ha ha! My dog used to like catching/trying to catch blue tongue lizards (I assume a near relative of the NZ skink)
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LOL! I see (via a quick Google) that blue tongue lizards are among the “largest species of skink” – so I guess your dog and my cat have similar tastes!
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Goodness me. Next time I see a blue tongue lizard I’ll think of that!
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I was disappointed that Maggie was a cat. Surely i’m not the only one?
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Ah! But who said it was the cat? Perhaps it was the naughty 3-year-old on hands and knees drinking the cat’s milk?
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That’s what I thought!
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you got me….my only excuse was that it is early in my morning and I have not yet completed my first cup of coffee………. I’ll be on guard next time……….lol
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You’ll just have to get up earlier! I’ve changed my posting time to 7 am NZ time. Before that it was always American time and I had no clue what time it really was!
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not gonna happen! writers come home at 7am……… they don’t don’t get up at 7am!
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Clearly I’m undersexed. (My God! Did I just say that?)
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I was about to lose my cookies (ugh – a skink’s tail!!) until I realized Maggie was a cat! I’m not sure why I find it more acceptable that the cat ate the tail rather than a little girl, but I do. Whew!
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Perhaps the little child preferred to eat slugs!
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No, I don’t eat that skink anymore!
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But do you still drink cream out of a saucer?
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