Okay so it feels kinda like cheating... to grant the boys' wish to get another pet when all I did was scoop up a grasshopper from the yard. Yes...you read that right. We have a pet grasshopper. Only he prefers to go by Goliath. He's not all that large (hence me not being too wussy to catch it) but we have spoke and honestly he has a bit of a Napoleon Complex when it comes to joining our family. Perhaps it has to do with being 4,000 times smaller than the next smallest member of the Clemens Family. Just a hunch.
So is it cheating? I mean, they wanted a kitten, but Lord knows I tried!! Those little fuckers are fast and mean and they have claws like Ginsu knives- tiny little Ginsu knives!! I on the other hand, wanted another dog, but let's get real the grasshopper was free and it will cost nothing other than time to feed it. Better yet- it wont even be my time- the boys have already declared themselves the official care-takers of mighty Goliath.
I did a little research and they don't need any water, they get it all from their food which is grass and leftover bits of salad or carrots, etc. All they need is small aquarium, with some dirt, little plants, rocks and their food. Also they live for about 5 months. Hopefully G-rock is like only a few days old. Shit, that would hold the boys over until mid January! Maybe then they will be happy with a pet (or two) made of snow. We can have a whole snow menagerie! It will look very trailer-chic with the Christmas lights we'll still have up. XP
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