Meet the Amazing Sierra Newt
...he newt. When they decide it is time to meet a special friend and lay some eggs together, the newt returns to the pool from which they hatched–or tries to, since it might be difficult with all the pools in the Sierras drying up–but my guy found his way to the stream, and perhaps was napping, waiting for his lady newt to come by. But here’s the best part–he was breathing through his skin. The gills he had as a baby are long gone, traded for fledgli...
