If you know us, sit down....
We have a new pet.
Well....correction...the youngest genetically-defective male in our home has a new pet.
It's a rescue (you could have guessed that, right?). It all started with the turtle.
Dribble himself was, of course, rescued. He was brought to us by a neighbor who almost ran over him with a lawnmower (ouch!). We said we would care for him/her/it (how do you tell with a turtle, anyway?) and make sure it was OK, then return it to the wild. But before we had a chance to do so, winter set in so freedom for Dribble will have to wait for warmer weather.
Meanwhile, do you know what you feed turtles?
Know what happens when you accidentally drop a mealworm into a rabbit's cage? If you guessed that the rabbit would eat it, you're wrong. It actually lands in some nice soft bedding where it hides. While it is hidden it changes into a pupa, and then it changes into a beetle. The whole process takes about 2 weeks. (Something tells me Prince Charming has not been emptying out ALL of the bedding when he and the offspring have performed their weekly ritual of changing the rabbit's bedding - SO BUSTED!).
My youngest son discovered the beetle in the rabbit cage. Because he carries his father's mutated gene, he had no choice but to rescue the beetle from the rabbit, bond with it, establish a habitat for it, and claim it as his very own pet. With the help of his oldest brother and a copy of the book "Pet Bugs", he rescued the beetle and set it up it it's own home complete with a little potato and some sawdust and oatmeal as instructed by the book.
Isn't he cute?
Squeee! - Do you have your current issue of Country Gardens magazine nearby? Go get it! You didn't bury it in a stack of mail, did you? Or toss it on your nightstand...
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