The cricket is dead! The cricket is dead! Hallelujah, the cricket is dead!
Tonight while packing my lunch for work tomorrow, I reached into one of the many cupboards where the cricket has taken up residency for the last couple of weeks. I needed a bowl to put my dinner leftovers in to take to school tomorrow. The bowl I needed was sitting inside a larger bowl. When I lifted it out, I screamed. I saw a bug laying inside the larger bowl. I got a grip on myself and realized it was a cricket. It took me a moment and then I yelled, "It's the cricket!" I closed the cupboard door and grabbed a papertowel. I reached in to pick up the cricket and it moved a little. After some girly touching a bug screeching, I picked it up. It seemed not to be moving so I thought that maybe the moving in the bowl was just my hand or the air from the waving of the towel. When I looked at it inside the towel, it moved again. I screamed and folded it up in the paper towel and stuck inside a bag. As I took the bag out to the trashcan a giddy and sinister laugh escaped from my lips. Tonight, it is quiet in the Delight household. What a relief.
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