When I was a child, I wanted more than anything to adopt a pushmi-pullyu. Anyone who was raised on the Doctor Dolittle books will know what a pushmi-pullyu is and what it is like to desire one.
It is part gazelle, part unicorn and its great-grandfather was the last unicorn. Or so they claim. One of their characteristics may be a propensity for stretching the truth. I don’t know whether
