Coda likes to kill bugs. And not just the annoyingly huge mayflies or mosquitoes that populate the area around my apartment since I'm in what I like to refer to as "the swamp". No, her favorite victim is the butterfly. I feel so saddened by this! It's colorful and flits about without any real speed, so it's perfect for Coda to leap about and snap at. Sometimes the butterfly is lucky (or smart - go fly on the other side of the fence) and sometimes they're not. Like just now. Don't be stupid enough to fly right in front of my dog's nose - she'll leap up and snatch you out of the air.
Second Death. I heard this hilarious story (you'll see why it's hilarious to me in a minute) from another teacher. Apparently here's what happened... A kindergarten teacher with about 20 students keeps a bunny rabbit in her room that they occasionally let run around. Said rabbit was out and about during storytime when the teacher was in the middle of a climactic moment and was perched on top of a chair while acting out the story. The story called for the main character to fall, so the teacher jumped and landed on the floor in front of her. She did not, however, look before she leapt and landed square on the bunny. Blood, guts, instant death. And the class of 20 5 year-olds saw it all. I'm guessing therapy sessions for the next week.
As a teacher, I feel HORRIBLE for the Kindergarten teacher. I'm also amused - what else could I be? As teachers we end up in situations that call for reactions and emotions of disgust or humor. It's easier to see it in the light of the latter emotion since if we saw everything bad that happened with disgust, I'd quit teaching.
So there you have it. My blog on the death of bugs and bunnies. No pun intended.
PS: Coda just got another mosquito.
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