My husband’s pet

My husband has decided to keep a pet caterpillar. It is disconcerting to see it sleeping under his nose as we have a conversation. When we kiss, it wriggles and prickles in discomfort. A top lip is not the best home for a caterpillar. One day, it may move on, find an appropriate place to live, crawl under a damp cabbage leaf. Or perhaps it will spin itself a silky cocoon, grow beautiful wings and flutter away.

12 thoughts on “My husband’s pet

  1. This is great! I wrote a paper in school that was supposed to describe something from an alien visiting Earth for the first time. I wrote about fuzzy worms, inspired by my step-dad’s mustache.
    Does your husband pet and stroke his caterpillar as my dad did??😂

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