So I eat spiders and moths, what’s the big deal about that?
Ate a spider the other night that just happened to walk straight in front of me while I was reclining on the rug – well actually on this blanket thing that T puts down as she says I get smelly from the mud I like to walk in. Found some very deep mud yesterday in the woods, it went right up to my tummy when I jumped in. This did frighten me a bit, I made a quick retreat but didn’t let T know I was scared.
The mistake I made was to leave the spiders legs on the blanket thing, T noticed and went off on one (again). Comments were made about how revolting I was – quite proud about that. Then last night I caught a moth in the house – it was huge! Obviously you have to eat it when you’ve caught it, what else would you do? Surprise surprise T saw me and had to tell P. He just carried on watching the telly, trying as usual to ignore her. It is not that easy to ignore T, she does go on a bit. She washed the blanket thing after I had eaten the spider, didn’t want to look at its remains she said.
Can’t say that spiders or moths taste very nice, in fact they taste of nothing at all and they don’t fill you up. Did try eating a slug once but it just slipped out of my mouth, now that really didn’t taste nice. But if I try enough things one day I might find something really delicious. I live in hope.
