Friday, June 26, 2009

Bocker Bites

Rollie-Pollies are Nicholas' constant companions. His first mission of the day is to find a new victim. He is always seen with one clutched in his hand, crawling up his arm, or being unintentionally crushed between his fingers. It reminds me of the Looney Tunes cartoon where the giant say, "...and I will love him and pet him and hug him and I will call him George" all the while crushing daffy duck in his hand.
The other day while taking these pictures, I remembered the fate of another rollie-pollie. Bocker was walking around with a small box of raisins when he found his newest little friend running for cover under a rock. As always he was ecstatic to show us his latest subject. Sherman Peter and I where in the kitchen when pollie in one hand, raisins in the other, he said "Look, mom! My friend Rollie!" He balled the pollie up in the middle of his hand, with his fingers got a raisin out of the box and ate it. He continued to do this as he walked around with his "Friend". A short while later he came running back with concern that his new friend had gone missing. I looked at Sherman who, by the look on his face, was having the same thought as to the fate of the rollie-pollie. Oh, YUCK!
Well, I guess he got his protein that day!

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