Got to work this morning to discover that not one, not two, but three baby Short-Snouts had escaped. Apparently some genius forgot to lock them up.

Because locking up dragons is something that just slips ones mind, apparently.

Took 5 of us to get the bloody things back into their cage, and 2 sets of eyebrows were scorched off in the process. I am happy to say that I came through unscathed.

Poor little buggers looked miserable - the dragons that is, though my hairless co-workers looked equally unhappy. I put some extra brandy in with their blood as a peace offering.