Leviathan

• 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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