Bob Un died after about a week. We boiled crawfish at home this past summer and the first time we did it, we picked the first escapee, put “him” in a tub, and named him Bob. Then he died. The next time we boiled bugs, we did it again. This time, we figured out what they eat and what their environmental needs were. And, I’ll be damned if the bug, Bob Deux, isn’t still alive almost four months later.
This week, we have an easel sent in from Pamela French WAY back in April. It’s colored pencil of her daughter and a horse
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