How much difference do a few years make?
Turns out, it can be a lot.
M: "You always call me at the most precarious times!"N: "What on earth are you always doing that is so precarious?"
M: "I'm standing on a ladder to get to the top of the tree. There are black caterpillars eating up my tree!"N: "So what are you going to do? Put them in the garden? No, I guess you wouldn't want them eating your plants. So. . . ?"
M: "No! They're going in the garbage!"N: "I remember a time when you rescued a caterpillar from your truck antenna and brought it home and put it on the tree at our apartment. You even took a picture of it. I remember."
M: "Well that was before I owned the tree and there were about forty of them eating my tree! You should see all the damage they've done!"M: (later) "I put the caterpillars in soapy water and looked up "organic pesticides" in my nifty garden book."
M: (next day) "The birds are going to have a good meal tomorrow! I put the dead caterpillars out for them to eat."
N: (thinks to herself) Poor soapy caterpillars!
[Title quote is from "DysEnchanted"]
3 comments:
Our niece once "rescued" a bunch of snails from her yard and put them in a bug catcher. Apparently snails become quite gooey and foamy when kept all togeteher in an enclosed space! I'm glad I'm not the one who had to clean out the container! --Katherine
LOL-I can totally picture that conversation!
M cracks me up!!
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