You squishy Rough-Skinned Newt, adorable male. Your skin is fairly smooth. Are you near breeding season? It is March after all, and your skin is usually more… you know, rough.
You’re so cute though. I almost want to kiss you. It would be a toxic kiss, however. Unless I were a garter snake, which I am not.
So attractive, deceptively so, in your black-and-orange suit. Enticing as candy covered in boggy material.
Though you held on and held still for a while – perhaps a bit seized up by your own toxins – you must excuse me now, while I go wash my hands.
Fare-thee-well, Taricha granulosa.