I was brave today, I have a massive phobia of Moths, Deaths-heads etc Completely ridiculous but there ya go, not that I have seen any in years, which in itself is odd because they used always come in, hit the light then no matter who was in the room do a kamikaze until they got me. It got to the point soon as the fecker flew in I was out the door. Anyway.........
(I'm such a saddo) Today 9 yo spots a butterfly stuck to a signpost o.0, I tried to free it with a stick but it was held fast by something, not web or it would have been gone. The poor thing hanging there trying to flutter away, prob thinking a big hairy spider is about to eat it every time I try and break whatever was holding it.
Normally I have scissors in my bag, but oh no not today.
Well I couldn't just walk away could I, so I mustered all my courage grabbed the thing, it was stuck really badly and I pulled, it immediately fell to the ground into the road.
Ok so now I got to pick it up, the 9 yo and 4 yo are watching and I can't bear to see an animal hurt so I picked it up and tried to get as much of the 'stuff' looked like glue tbh, off the poor things back end.
Then gave it to 9 year old, it sat in her hand quivering, I'm thinking we need to get a rock the poor thing is in pain, obviously the girls wouldn't hear of it, (it was a hard choice )
Next thing we know the little fecker must have been shivering to get the crap off it's wings and it flew and flew and our hearts soared Shay called him Sidney.
So this goes out to Sidney wherever you are, may you live long and prosper
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(I'm such a saddo) Today 9 yo spots a butterfly stuck to a signpost o.0, I tried to free it with a stick but it was held fast by something, not web or it would have been gone. The poor thing hanging there trying to flutter away, prob thinking a big hairy spider is about to eat it every time I try and break whatever was holding it.
Normally I have scissors in my bag, but oh no not today.
Well I couldn't just walk away could I, so I mustered all my courage grabbed the thing, it was stuck really badly and I pulled, it immediately fell to the ground into the road.
Ok so now I got to pick it up, the 9 yo and 4 yo are watching and I can't bear to see an animal hurt so I picked it up and tried to get as much of the 'stuff' looked like glue tbh, off the poor things back end.
Then gave it to 9 year old, it sat in her hand quivering, I'm thinking we need to get a rock the poor thing is in pain, obviously the girls wouldn't hear of it, (it was a hard choice )
Next thing we know the little fecker must have been shivering to get the crap off it's wings and it flew and flew and our hearts soared Shay called him Sidney.
So this goes out to Sidney wherever you are, may you live long and prosper
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