So, this was life for Harry (that's what I named it). "He" lived this way down in my basement for approximately four days. The good thing is that "he" stopped singing the way "he" used to! Harry became my son's best friend. Everyday he'd have to go down the stairs to talk to his best pal Harry.They bonded.
I was now beginning to worry, because I knew we coudn't keep Harry as our pet. The reason for that was my soon to be ex husband. Him and I had a massive argument the other day about what to do with Harry. He was telling me what I should or shouldn't so with Harry, and so we started the argument, because technically Harry was mine! I found him, I captured him, I found a little piece of land in our basement for him, so he was under my custody! I KNEW what was best for him! And for you to find out what happened next, please stay tuned to Season Finale of "Bug Bully: A Cricket's Life." In a blog in September!
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1 comments:
Liked this post. Its pretty funny that a little fly would be treated as a right to be a pet like cats and dogs.
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