Today we released Jeff back into the wild.
My daughter brought him home from school, gave him a name, some cucumber, and a lot of attention. But Jeff is a garden guy, so we found him a quiet spot with leaves, soil, and a bit of shade.
He sat still for a while, like he was thinking about his next big move. Then he slowly started exploring.
Good luck, Jeff. May your leaves be fresh and your path be damp.