And, just like that, Fuzzy has emerged from his cocoon a wee lovely brown moth. The little bastard did it while we weren't looking, but it was quite an exciting transformation, nonetheless.
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- Nancy Nichols-Pethick
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- A mother, painter, and teacher passing time in Indiana.
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ReplyDeleteAnd I've got a suit coat that he/she can start chewing on right away!
ReplyDeleteI feel like all the most thrilling things happen when I'm not looking! I'm so glad that Fuzzy has arrived, though.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it the truth...and all the while I was watching the wrong end of the cocoon, too. Story of my life.
ReplyDeleteI think Fuzzy is a great name!
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