[When Deacon sees a tiny waif of a gal shouting at her door and trying to hold it closed he stops, and leans against the wall and just watches. Hey, this is grade-A entertainment.
After a few seconds he decides that he probably ought to offer to help.]
round 'em up
After a few seconds he decides that he probably ought to offer to help.]
You know, this is why exotic pets are a bad idea.