I was going to walk with the girls to the bus stop, and since the bus always arrives much earlier than scheduled, we needed to get going. I opened the front door and a big black spider fell onto the floor at my feet. I stomped on him, twice, and all that was left was a black spot. I ushered the girls out the door, thinking I would grab a tissue and clean up the spider spot when I came back in.
Four or five minutes later, I opened the door and the spider spot was gone. But Rabies the cat was still nosing around, licking his whiskers!
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mmmm crunchy.
Indeed. When I was a kid, my sisters used to catch grasshoppers and take off their back legs, then feed them to our cat. Now that was crunchy (and sadistic).
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