Cricket, Oh Cricket


Stumpy ate a boatload of crickets today. I really feel sorry for the crickets. They (usually) try hard to escape their fate, scrambling for a hiding spot in hopes that Stumpy won’t find them. He’s exceptionally talented at cricket hunting, unless the cricket is directly above him. When that happens, he gets very perplexed, as if he is certain that I am teasing him by making delicious cricket sounds somewhere in his habitat. One cricket emerged victorious for most of the afternoon by staying above ground on Stumpy’s basking log, even chirping for a time (which sounded a lot like gloating.) But then Stumpy went on a rampage, tearing through his habitat until finally, he thought to hop up onto his log. Stumpy was quite pleased with himself. A cricket never tasted sweeter.


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