In earnest hopes of building a caterpillar habitat, I have come to the sobering “aha” that I have probably sunburned or cooked the little guys in their glass terrarium. I just peeked at their sunny home on our balcony and now I’m on route to pick up my kids from preschool. We shall have to check the status of our little horned-butt caterpillars. They didn’t look so fresh or alive.
This is not a great development. The plan was three fold:
1. Save the GARDENIAS.
2. Don’t be a murderess, but exemplify love to all living creatures.
3. Grow our literacy and understanding of biology as we track their growth and activity.
This was day one, folks!
Here is all we’ve got:
Oh, did I tell you that just before placing our guys in their habitat, my daughter discovered a glump of green, horned gunk in the folds of my rather makeshift caterpillar transfer bag. I had inadvertently squished the largest of our would-be tenants.
Yeah, maybe the caterpillar apartment complex should be called “Le Death Trap” . Or “Isn’t Science Wonderful?” Or maybe we should write “Jump” on the glass walls.
Some time has elapsed. Let’s catch you up. Immediately after coming in from our school walk home, K went outside to check the next our gardenia devourers. “Mom!” her voice peeled from the balcony. “Their little bodies aren’t moving.” Oh, sadness. We had such high high hopes. She had expected some would become husband and wife. She wanted babies and butterflies and a thriving community of c-pillars named Hello Kitty and Poop.
“This is the last day we will see them”, she concluded. “We won’t see their bodies after this.” Well. Some roads may be paved with good intentions. Unfortunately for the c-pillars, their roads are under construction and this gal is the one directing traffic.
Working on receiving the family’s blessings for us to move the terrarium inside for new tenants, though I’ve already been told that is gross and I am ridiculous. I bet people laughed at that woman who lived and worked with apes, too. I’m trying to do something for science, but I don’t necessarily want squished mush on the floors or escapees, either.
I’ll keep you in the loop.
Love and terrarium hugs,
2 thoughts on “Squish or Sunburn”
Don’t give up yet…maybe 1 or 2 have escaped your clutches. Let us know.
Nope. All gone. Now we have snails boarding. 🙂