By Page Tate C.
Weird pets have become a new trend around the world. There have been pets like cheetahs, sharks, even pigs. But I have the strangest pet ever to be known.
I own an Axolotl. It looks like a very strange lizard. Its body is pale and white, with some sort of red horns, six of them. The way that it became my pet was very strange and eccentric. I was on a trip to the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I was able to ride in a helicopter and fly over the canyon. Everything was going great. I got to see a bunch of the Grand Canyon, as well as the river flowing through it. The pilot even found a few places that were flat to touch the helicopter down and let me out to explore the canyon. We started to run out of gas and had to start making our way back. I got into the helicopter and the pilot started flying me back. Unfortunately, we didn’t make it back. The helicopter ran out of gas in mid-air! I’d never skydived before in my life, and I was scared to death, but at the time, I was ready to take any evasive maneuvers.
I put on a backpack that held a parachute (How does a backpack hold a parachute anyway? I’ve always wondered that.) and jumped out of the helicopter, along with the pilot, as it crashed into the river and exploded. The pilot and I touched down in the middle of the Grand Canyon. When we touched down, I saw an Axolotl. It looked like it was scared of me. I picked it up. It squirmed in my hands. I reached into my pocket. I had remembered that I had some bread and water in there in case of things like the situation at hand. I picked off a piece of bread and fed it to the lizard-like animal. The Axolotl gobbled it down. It ran up my leg onto my shoulder.
The pilot said, “Look! I see tourists! We’re probably close to getting out of here!”
We found our way back out of the Grand Canyon. I thanked the pilot and headed home with the Axolotl. I decided it needed a home, so I took it in as my pet. I named it Tucker.
Over the years, I have come to love my Axolotl more and more. He doesn’t destroy my furniture or eat my food. He’s a good animal, and I have no regrets having him as my pet.
The Knights of the Mightier Pen gather in the hallowed halls of the Regis School in Houston, Texas, to share their tales and poems.