When we found this cold blooded fellow outside, we thought he was a dead worm, because he wouldn’t move even as we picked him up. But, after warming up on our hands, he became quite perky. Here he is crawling over a pinky finger.
So cool that something inherent in our species like our body heat could revive a species so different from us.
We all slow down a bit in the cold but were we cold blooded… I can just see some business meeting grind to a halt because maintenance turned the dang a/c down to fifty degrees (like they do). There they’d be, a table of frozen suits able to move nothing but their eyeballs until the assistant arrived with coffee.
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