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The Tale of a June Bug

If you like to read posts that make sense and have some sort of importance in life, stop reading now. This will be a complete waste of your time and energy in the great scheme of things, but I'm sharing anyways.

It all began last night when I walked into our restroom to find a june bug on the tile floor. Now, I'm not freaked out by bugs, but I'm not an insect lover either. So, I contemplate the options. I can kill it (unlikely since I hate the sound they make when you crunch them), yell for Aaron (at which point I get made fun of), or carry it outside to release it.

For some reason, I'm feeling rather heroic, so I carefully scoop the little bug up into about 85 sheets of toilet paper. (I do NOT want his sticky, little, creepy legs to accidentally touch me). I walk very slowly and cautiously through the house, open the front door, and prepare to set him free.

I'm feeling rather proud of myself at this point and consider calling for Aaron to see what a brave person I've been, but instead gently release him onto our front porch. Not two milliseconds later, a giant toad jumps over and eats my little friend instantly. He never got to enjoy the fresh air or freedom. But I catered a wonderful dinner for the toad.

Moral of the story: Don't release anything without checking for known predators first.

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  1. JessJune 18, 2009 at 1:55 AM

    LOL, I love this post! The crunchy sound (when you step on a bug) grosses me out and if I called Greg for help, I would be made fun of, so I use hair spray (I spray the crap out of the bug...it is no different than bug spray-I think)...I know it is mean but I can't muster up the courage to even try to pick up a bug (no amount of toilet paper would make me feel safe.) I can't believe a toad came and ate the bug! I wish I was as brave as you!

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  2. GREETINGS FROM GUATEMALA (Regina)June 18, 2009 at 6:16 PM

    Funny, funny story! I can soo relate. I would have most likely called for my husband to come get it, though! You did well!

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