Tickling Lobster | Legit & Instant

Some creatures are not meant to be boiled—only befriended, briefly, on the threshold of a joke.

The lobster lay on the counter, antennae twitching, claws banded but somehow still dignified. I was supposed to plunge it into boiling water. Instead, I hesitated. tickling lobster

I laughed too. Then I put the feather down, picked up the pot, and apologized to the lobster. Some creatures are not meant to be boiled—only

Then, absurdly, I touched a feather to its tail. picked up the pot