My insects are a moody group. They fly, crawl, remain stationary as is their wont. I have to talk some off the kitchen counter where they poise, ready to jump. Issues, so many issues.
I have to pull them off me at night. Separation anxiety. When bored, they cover my TV screen, demanding my attention. My ants are jealous of my fruit flies who hate my roaches who envy my one grasshopper who may be bi-polar. Some days he jumps to the ceiling, some he can barely get off the ground. When they really get to me I threaten to bring my neighbor's frog over.
My damn bees copulate with all the others leading to mutants.
Thankfully, I can understand my thoroughly predictable turtle.
No comments:
Post a Comment