moosehead
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- South western Ontario
When I was a kid I had to take care of a praying mantis over a weekend. It was part of a school project.....Many years ago. I think it's probably dead now. I named it Bernie. It wasn't really too smart.....Never answered to its name.
As for feeding it, well, I was told that it really liked flies. Live flies....I used to chase flies around the backyard trying to catch them with a butterfly net. When I had caught one I'd take it to Bernie and put the fly in his glass jar...And watch....Not much happened as I think Bernie was afraid of the fly.
I would leave them to-gether, the fly and the praying mantis thinking maybe they would become friends. When I returned the fly was gone. I think he flew away.......Bernie was smoking a cigarette and I think he burped.....
I also had a pet guppy named Alvin. He used to swim around in his tank. Our cat, yes, I had one, took a great interest in the guppy, Bert, that was his name although, after he had kittens, we changed her name to Bertha, always spent a lot of time sitting beside the fish tank.
Anyway, one day I looked into the tank to see how Alvin was doing. I couldn't find him.
Bertha was sitting beside the fish tank and I think she burped....
When I was about ten my Uncle Doug took me fishing. Needless to say, I caught a largemouth bass. I told Uncle Doug that I wanted to take it home to show my parents.I named the fish Herbie.....
So, he put Herbie, the bass, into a large bucket and , when I got home, bucket with Herbie swimming around inside, I ran into the house to show everyone my huge new pet fish...Nobody was home.
So, I did what any kid would do. I filled up the bathtub, put Herbie into the tub and went out to play.....
Anyway, eventually my parents returned home and later that evening I was called in for dinner. We had fish....
After supper I hurried into the bathroom to see how Herbie was doing....He wasn't there..
I think I burped...…
As for feeding it, well, I was told that it really liked flies. Live flies....I used to chase flies around the backyard trying to catch them with a butterfly net. When I had caught one I'd take it to Bernie and put the fly in his glass jar...And watch....Not much happened as I think Bernie was afraid of the fly.
I would leave them to-gether, the fly and the praying mantis thinking maybe they would become friends. When I returned the fly was gone. I think he flew away.......Bernie was smoking a cigarette and I think he burped.....
I also had a pet guppy named Alvin. He used to swim around in his tank. Our cat, yes, I had one, took a great interest in the guppy, Bert, that was his name although, after he had kittens, we changed her name to Bertha, always spent a lot of time sitting beside the fish tank.
Anyway, one day I looked into the tank to see how Alvin was doing. I couldn't find him.
Bertha was sitting beside the fish tank and I think she burped....
When I was about ten my Uncle Doug took me fishing. Needless to say, I caught a largemouth bass. I told Uncle Doug that I wanted to take it home to show my parents.I named the fish Herbie.....
So, he put Herbie, the bass, into a large bucket and , when I got home, bucket with Herbie swimming around inside, I ran into the house to show everyone my huge new pet fish...Nobody was home.
So, I did what any kid would do. I filled up the bathtub, put Herbie into the tub and went out to play.....
Anyway, eventually my parents returned home and later that evening I was called in for dinner. We had fish....
After supper I hurried into the bathroom to see how Herbie was doing....He wasn't there..
I think I burped...…
