I just had to post this. There was this butterfly that was on my wall for a week at the same exact place. He (I think the butterfly was a boy) flew around the house before, but he would always come to the same place and stay there for a day or so. And then 2 days ago, my mom saw him fly into my room and killed him. I was so sad, and almost started crying (I guess you can blame it on my monthly-friend. I get over-the-top-emotional when she comes). I almost thought of naming him. Like Brownie or Flutters. So Brownine Flutters was just minding his own buisness, perching on my carpet floor. My mom saw him, and killed him with a napkin. I think I'm going to cry again just thinking about it.
Everybody must think I'm some retarded emotional wreck. But I can't bare thinking of hurting anything. I once carried this spider (which we later found out was poisonous) from under a table to my backyard in a cup.
I really need to stop eating meat, which is really hard for me because I grew up on meat. There's always some form of meat in this house; and since I don't buy the food, and there's not much choices from me to choose from that does not contain meat, becoming a vegetarian is going to be a tough choice. Gaaahhh... I feel like such a stupid, useless hypocrite when I say this. I love animals, I can't kill rodents, I can't imagin wearing fur (maybe if it's faux... :))... and all the while I eat meat. How ironic is that?!
Everybody must think I'm some retarded emotional wreck. But I can't bare thinking of hurting anything. I once carried this spider (which we later found out was poisonous) from under a table to my backyard in a cup.
I really need to stop eating meat, which is really hard for me because I grew up on meat. There's always some form of meat in this house; and since I don't buy the food, and there's not much choices from me to choose from that does not contain meat, becoming a vegetarian is going to be a tough choice. Gaaahhh... I feel like such a stupid, useless hypocrite when I say this. I love animals, I can't kill rodents, I can't imagin wearing fur (maybe if it's faux... :))... and all the while I eat meat. How ironic is that?!
Sorry for my completely random blurb. I just feel SO bad that I couldn't save Brutters.
P.S. I think Brutters was a moth. Maybe he was sleeping during the day, maybe that's why he never moved. He should have found a more comfortable place, instead of upside down above my bathroom wall. Does anyone know what sort of moth Brutters is/was?
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