For those who may not know, Sissy is very interested in bugs, climbing mountains - anything you might think a boy would like. Yesterday while cleaning her room we found a dead moth on the floor. I picked it up in a tissue that happened to be near and asked her to throw it away. She fooled with it a bit and dropped it on her dress. She began a conversation with the moth. "Come here, little fellow," she said. The conversation rapidly came to an end when the dead moth began climbing on her! With a squeal she jumped on her bed. The moth was lost. We began looking for it then after discovering it was still walking on her - she squealed again and ran out of the room. I laughed so hard! After telling her story to Mister D she gained enough courage to retrace her steps and take care of that little fellow with a mighty determination. Meanwhile...that little fellow found a way out and has never been seen again. Lucky little fellow!
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