I wuz huntin, wite? Yep I wuz. I wuz on da twail of sumfin BIG! I mean HUGE of BIG! I wuz doin jez fine wifout my Momma buttin in. I wuz gonna kill it n eatz it. I wuz! I wudda been okay. I WUDDA TOO! But nooooooooooo Momma findz it firz an her tooked it way an putz it in a tinky bag an den, AN DEN her stompered all ober it! I nebber getta eatz nuffin I huntin! Not fairz! (stomps feetz)
This would be Momma.
No way, no way in H E Double Hockey Stick was I letting Maisy get what I discovered she was after. It was a spider that I kid you not, nearly as big as my thumb! I plumb near fainted! Darn thing must have come in when they started blowing barkdust in yesterday. I can't imagine it being here longer than that. EWWWWW! I don't care if she kills the tiny ones but I was worried it would either bite her or that it could just flat out be toxic to her. So yes, I used a stinky bag (what I call the poop bags) and picked it up that way. Then I tied a knot in the back before stompin the mess right out of that spider. *shudder*