Ever heard those words before? For me it started like this:
Abby and I were out in the yard and she looked bored with my tired self and her soggy stuffed doggy, so I said.
You need a real friend don’tcha?
yeah […a long pause] but I can’t.
Why not?
cause you’re allergic.
I didn’t even know she knew that word.
Yeah, but I didn’t mean an animal friend I meant a person friend [I was thinking of the fun she had with Bella last weekend.]
yeah.
Later, when the opportunity to shed myself from some histamine induced regret over my daughters inability to have a puppy, I pounced…rather literally.
I didn’t mean for it to become a pet, I didn’t even think we could maintain it’s little frayed ganglia of an existence beyond a night but Mandragora, the grasshopper, is now a pet. She has lived for two days in a wire-mesh bug catcher. Wikipedia informed us of what she was, and the rest of the internet provided a diet.
She seems to be doing well…well except for today when Ang caught Peanut swinging the Bug Catcher in a 3G, 180 degree arc from front to back.
Honey?! What are you doing?
She likes it Mommy! She calmed right down! I think she likes it!!
We may be the only family on the block preparing a grasshopper for spaceflight.








