I have good news and bad news.
The bad news is: I got bugs. The good news is: I want bugs.
If only so I can tell you about the bugs I got.
Perhaps I'm a bit strange, but it is my secret wish to be bitten by some sort of extra-toxic spider so I will have something exciting to document. Perhaps the death and subsequent amputation of a finger. Not an important finger like pointer, middle or thumb, those digits have star power, the audience has gotten far too attached to them over the past 28 years. It would have to be a minor player, like the ring or the
pinky, in order to shake things up but not upset the fans.
Well I didn't get bitten by a
poisonous spider and I still have all my fingers last I counted.
Not only do I still have my digits intact but I also have
acquired a strange infestation:
What look like lady bugs are all over my curtains, floor and ceiling. At least 30 that I can count. In case you haven't noticed I am hesitant to call them actual lady bugs. I seem to remember from a nature show or a schoolyard friend that there are bugs that look just like lady bugs but the only difference is that they bite, or they have more spots, or they have the top score on dig dug at pizza castle. My particular lady bugs don't really seem to have any special abilities except for dying and piling up in the corners.
Besides that not much wildlife news to report. Max is staying in because he got beaten up by some outdoor menace who left him with a mean scratch on his nose. Pagoda keeps begging to be let out only to find that its still raining and rain is still wet and he hates wet. One positive to the rain is I get to wear my new rain coat tomorrow.
Yes that is
Blanka from
Streetfighter II
And no, he is not going to the bathroom... maybe.