Ray had told Janet on the phone he had made a harness so he could walk his new pet.
She had trouble believing his chatter about it, but when they met the next morning, she had proof: A white knob peeking over Ray’s shoulder.
“That... is Hugo? Really.”
Ray beamed. “Yes! People seem to like him, they look very curious.”
“Curious.” Janet suspected “freaked out” would have been more accurate. “Ray... Do you really think carrying around a pet femur is a good idea?”
“Of course! He gets bored home alone all day.”