Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Worm Graveyard
WORMS. ARE. EVERYWHERE! I really don't like worms. I don't know if it's the fact that they look like snakes (which I LOATHE entirely) or what, but I just don't like them. We have had enough rain around here lately that every worm from here to New York City has decided to surface on our sidewalks around town. When I left school today it was virtually impossible to walk down the sidewalk and not squish one of the nasty little things. I realize the poor worms are just being forced out of their cozy little tunnels, but I don't like them anyway. The most disgusting part is the dead, dried up worms that are still laying on the sidewalks from the rain this past weekend. Yuck-o. Then, today I saw revenge on the stinky little jerks. See, the worms crawl to the sidewalk for refuge from the soaking ground, and as I was trying to navigate through the worm graveyard I was startled by a bird just barely missing me as he dove down to get a juicy morsel laying on the ground near my feet. I never really thought of our sidewalks as a bird buffet, but so be it. Bye bye little worm...may you rest in peace. Yet, on the other hand, may there be other hungry birds tomorrow!
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You don't like snakes, either? I can't STAND them. Every time I see one I FREAK OUT. And I mean really freak out. Why don't they just grow legs and walk?
I CANT STAND SNAKES! A few years ago after we moved into our house, I was mowing the lawn and hit a big ol' garter snaker. The chopped pieces blew out the back and side of the mower, right into my hair! I screamed like had been attacked or something. The neighbors were peeking at me through their blinds and I stopped the mower and went inside to remove the "snake bits." Ewww...snakes....ew
Amy, it does haunt me...I just have a total breakdown anytime I see a snake, or even THINK I have seen a snake. I was cleaning in the basement the other day and found a dead baby snake. It had been dead for a while and was hard as a rock, but I still screamed and jumped away. I wanted NOTHING to do with it. Drew saved the day on that one.
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