I was thinking about all the animals living with us and started to count them. I was startled to realize that there are thirteen of them.
1. Cuter (Betta)]
2. little pink one
3. another little pink one
5 half-dead butterflies
Which brings me to the next topic…
I don’t think our butterflies are going to make it. One of them is still twitching, but it’s not looking good. I have had to go in and rescue them all from the sugar water-soaked tissues I was instructed to give them. They keep getting stuck in it, and just lay there and flap. That noise is driving the cats mad, especially Trixie, the only one with a real prey drive.
I wish it had been warmer, so I could have let them out to fend for themselves. (And lessen my guilt a little.)