I'm pretty sure her Grandpa has eaten them
covered in chocolate.
Most likely crickets.
I know her Aunt Judy has eaten dead ones
from the window sill.
She was a little kid.
I saw her do it.
Flies.
She probably has a few little boy cousins
who have indulged as well.
Ants.
Rolly-pollies.
Today it was Cate's turn.
Her bug of choice: a ladybug.
After a quick finger-sweep of her little mouth,
I retrieved the head.
After a little bit of gagging
(from both of us),
a second finger-sweep brought forth
the remainder of the remains.
I imagine the last thing Cate's mid-morning snack saw coming looked a little like this picture, complete with the stream of drool and the grabby little thumbs.
It's just protein, right?
Gag.
1 comment:
I told the kids at school about this to rave reviews! Some were raving "Cool!" And others were raving "Gross!" :) Aunt Suzy BTW Cate, the pet foods taste much better than the moving kind, unless you like the 'hunt'!
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