In the Life of a Poor Grasshopper.....

In recent years, this is what we think of when we say grasshoppers. I loved "A Bug's Life". Hopper, is a smart vicious little grasshopper. But this is not the type of grasshopper I am thinking of.......

Let me reintroduce you to my cat Spike, aka Old Man. In all the times I have had cats. I have been amazed at what they are like, their personalities etc... Like I said before, people didnt think Spike would be a good cat. Well they were wrong. But he is getting to be quite a little hunter.

Yes this is what you think it is. A grasshopper in the box. Yes I know, you probably have seen one of these before, so why the picture? In the background of the picture, are movies. That means, this was brought into my house. By Spike. I would have loved to get a picture of him bringing it in, but when he sees me watching he drops it and comes over to me looking very happy and proud of himself. "Look Mom, I can catch a grasshopper!"

So, Spike brings in the grasshopper, and then if the other cats are inside as well, they all sit and watch it. But if it moves to much, it gets bitten, and poked at. I rescue as many as I can. But I can't save every grasshopper out there. I pick them up carefully, and put them outside, and tell them to run or jump away as fast as they can, if they want to survive.

So poor little grasshoppers become either eaten or disabled around my home. Because if they don't die, then they only have one leg, and it is just a sad life.