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Yeah, I let Elmer go. He was looking pretty listless overall (though he got all excited - prematurely - once when it looked like I might be getting ready to open his container. Probably peckish, though it was his own fault for turning down (as far as I could tell) perfectly good romaine and the bit of nectarine (possibly even the dandelion blossom I tossed in because I'd read that clicks like flower nectar... though information on what to feed the little things - as opposed to information on how to exterminate/prevent them - is damned difficult to find online). I wasn't even sure he was still alive, but set him on the porch railing... since I didn't actually see him leave (just looked out the window later to find him gone), he could have been eaten.
Which would kinda suck... I mean, held captive for days by some giant weirdo (really, the only context in which I could even remotely be described as "giant") and then, JUST when you've gained your freedom? Snap, you're a morsel for some squirrel or bird passing through? Like the ending of "Night of the Living Dead", where Duane Jones has survived an attack by all the zombies, and then a bunch of human morons shoot him down. "WTF?!?"
OTOH, after I'd freed Elmer I remembered that I'd meant to add him to my small "What the Fuck Is That Bug?" collection, what with the fact that the bug that's the next size down is somewhat the worse for wear from falling into a dish of used DampRid (to its demise). Note to self: next time I find an interesting bug that's still alive, it goes straight to the killing jar, no fucking around with making it a pet. Stick to creatures with an internal skeleton... even a lizard can cuddle (and probably would be interested, just for the body heat). Say, I wonder what would happen if a few crystals of DampRid were to coexist with a live bug in a jar... nothing happy, I'm sure.
Which would kinda suck... I mean, held captive for days by some giant weirdo (really, the only context in which I could even remotely be described as "giant") and then, JUST when you've gained your freedom? Snap, you're a morsel for some squirrel or bird passing through? Like the ending of "Night of the Living Dead", where Duane Jones has survived an attack by all the zombies, and then a bunch of human morons shoot him down. "WTF?!?"
OTOH, after I'd freed Elmer I remembered that I'd meant to add him to my small "What the Fuck Is That Bug?" collection, what with the fact that the bug that's the next size down is somewhat the worse for wear from falling into a dish of used DampRid (to its demise). Note to self: next time I find an interesting bug that's still alive, it goes straight to the killing jar, no fucking around with making it a pet. Stick to creatures with an internal skeleton... even a lizard can cuddle (and probably would be interested, just for the body heat). Say, I wonder what would happen if a few crystals of DampRid were to coexist with a live bug in a jar... nothing happy, I'm sure.