hours of fun. a caterpillar brings.
we fed him.
played with him.
named him. cater. of course.
built him a house.
decided he would be our best friend for. ever. forever.
and then unceremoniously dumped his house and his food with him back into the yard. and moved onto something else.
how fleeting friendship is when you're five. at least she didn't smoosh him.
16 November 2008
caterpillar.
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