Bill put a few large crickets in the lizard tank and Julia stood nearby – not too close – to watch the lizard stalk his prey.
He finally scurried down from his leafy perch and got one, then scrambled back up to gulp the thing down. It was a big cricket, so it took a little work.
Julia came rushing over (to where I was sitting, six feet away) to tell me all about it.
"The lizard caught a…a girl cricket!
"A girl cricket? How do you know it’s a girl cricket?"
She thought a moment. "Because she’s got…blinks."
"Yeah, just like I got blinks," she put her fingers near her eyes, "and you’ve got…" she peered closer, looking in through my glasses, "…wait a minute…you only got little blinks," she said, with pity, and went back to watch the lizard devour his meal.
Bill looked at me. "Blinks?"