New Pet?

Our ships found an odd species
Long thin heads craned at the skies
Squat biped bodies smacking the dirt

When they get stuck in mud
They work to turn it into quicksand
Most excited when they start to move

They’re so lost and helpless
You just have to love them
Will do anything if you say they’re smart
Tell us they’d like to leave their planet
Do you want us to bring some home?