man i lost a t the other day to some really almost ghostly, circumstances. the shelf in my living room fell down in the middle of the night, for no reason. my mom was over, picked up the critter keeper. the middle lid opened, of course he got out. i told her to shoo him back into his cage with the lid. she did, but while standing up he jumped out again. he fell, about 2 1/2 feet right onto an oak step stool, then another foot onto the floor again. so she got him back in. set up his cage, i told her not to bother, he is gonna die. she says no he is fine look at him, he is walking around and everything. i said, no he is gonna die, i was right. i tried to explain to her they just can't endure that kind of altercation. so needless to say....my 1.0 b. smithi is no more. he will be missed. he was like our entertainment at times. i mean, i live in the boonies, we get some huge bugs up here.we would find different bugs, mostly huge flying grasshoppers, occasional caddydids, weird big stuff, then throw it in there and let him do his thing. he was fun and aggressive. well b. smithi....rip.
so, i guess the moral of the story is.....be carefull!
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