• Oct. 24, 2006 - So this is a habitat ...

The people came home late tonight.  They moved me away from my lamp and started opening packages.  They bought me a habitat.  I'm supposed to live in there.  It's better than a basement, I guess. There is sand in the bottom, then a layer of sand mixed with grit and rock chips.  They added more rock chips and some small river rocks off to the side.  I also have a fake tree stump with lots of holes to crawl through.  They even gave me my own pond.  This is way better than a basement! It took me a little while to get used to it, but after about ten minutes of checking out the inside of the stump, I decided to creep outside to explore this place. I discovered that the pond water is very tasty.  I drank and drank, moving my jaws up and down much like a dog or cat.  Then my people watched while I moved the water down through my digestive tract.  Oops!  I drank too much and spat some of it back out.  How rude of me.  But then, they are the ones who won't quit staring. The waxworm is trying to get into my tree stump.  I'm going to have to do something about him.

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• Oct. 23, 2006 - A new home ...

The Tall Man took me to his daughter's house today.  Lots of short people kept staring in the jar at me.  They seemed to be as curious about me as I was about them. They left me near a lamp and went shopping for something called a "habitat".  When they returned, they opened a small can and dropped a waxworm in with me.  I'm not sure I want to eat it.  It keeps crawling on me.  If it doesn't leave me alone, I'm going to eat it out of spite.  Apparently that little can is full of these things. They didn't find this habitat thing.  They turned out all of the lights except my lamp and left me alone with this annoying waxworm.

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• Oct. 22, 2006 - It really isn't fair ...

I'm not sure how I found myself in that basement to begin with.  The nights have been cold, so I was looking for a warm spot to spend the winter.  There seemed to be enough food there, so I was all set to settle in until Spring. I should have waited until after dark to explore, but I was too curious.  The Tall Man found me.  He hollered and his wife came running with a Mason jar.  Captured! The Tall Man put a baggie over the jar and a tight rubber band sealed the deal.  He was kind enough to pop some holes in the top.  They weren't big enough for me to squeeze through, though.  I tried.   My jar was placed on a desk and The Tall Man called his daughter.  He called me a "homeschool project" and agreed to give me away.  Well, that's gratitude.  I come to live in the Man's basement to eat the bugs and he gets rid of me.  Harumph!

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