I love my Kenji, especially in the mornings. He’s so affectionate and loves to cuddle up to me and rub his face on mine. But sometimes, that’s not a good thing. What happened is actually 250% my fault but I couldn’t look at Kenji for a little while! It’s a bit of a long (and really stupid) story…
I’ve planted lots of radishes in my vege patch. They’re really easy to grow, yummy, healthy, etc. Last time I harvested, I left one for fun to see what would happen and how big it would grow. Pointless fun, hehe!
A couple of days ago, I decided to pull it out, because the leaves were being eaten by green caterpillars.
I don’t like caterpillars (eww) and when I see them on my veggies I usually use chopsticks to take them off and throw them onto a different part of the garden so that it can serve the eco system (ie. birds can find them).
There was a medium-sized (big enough) caterpillar on this big radish but I didn’t realise until I had brought it inside. By the time I saw it, I was so grossed out I decided to leave him on there and hope that my husband would get rid of him (how sneaky of me). I watched it throughout the day in horrified fascination.
That night, I observed the caterpillar eating away the radish leaf and its little body was pulsating with its green (?) blood. So disgusting, but I wasn’t going to kill it!
When I couldn’t see the caterpillar on the radish the next morning, I was quite worried. I wondered how far a caterpillar could walk in 8 hours… I looked around the room to no avail. So I carefully walked over to my laptop and decided not to think about it.
After about 10 minutes I looked down and there it was! Just next to the chair I was sitting on, on the floor, healthy and on the move. By this time I was thinking I really should just put him outside before I stepped on him, because, that would just be too traumatic.
I should have…
Because the next thing, I got engrossed in all the cat blogs that I love to read, and forgot all about it. By the time I remembered, it was too late. I should have realised that the cats were already up and roaming the house – I saw the awful green mess of what used to be the caterpillar smeared on the floor (not near me, but only where a cat had been that day).
It was so bad! Graeme had already left for work (he was actually oblivious to my stupidity) so I had to clean it all up myself. It was my fault anyway, but how traumatic!
I didn’t know which cat it was, but I went over to Kenji to comfort myself … he was purry and affectionate so I picked him up.
Then I saw them…
I just about dropped him! GROSS!!!!!!!
Awful awful awful!
I plucked up the courage and told my husband today, and he could not stop laughing at me.