#tw crickets

[therianhelp]

Food for a Robin Therian

mostly sweet treats

Worms in dirt

Nerds rope (or regular nerds candy)

Honeysuckle tea

Strawberry blueberry smoothie

Blueberry pie

Mixed bugs

Mixed berry compote

Cherry blueberry cobbler

Cricket bacon carbonara

Mealworm blueberry crumble

[enkisstories]

Daniel: “Meal’s up! I bought a local speciality from the vendors!”

Local speciality: *tries to escape*

The face says it all: “How about “NO”, dad?”

And we’re talking the kid who ate quill fruit and life fang flowers during the Sixam trip here!

[spectrumsuperhero-blog1]

I had a bit of an adulting fail yesterday, but I’m going to put it under a cut because it involves insects and involves them a lot (specifically, crickets). I think sharing my mistakes can only beget good things in other people - whether that’s from learning from my mistakes, or just laughing at them. But I’m a smudge embarrassed at my lack of foresight.

For those who don’t want to venture below the cut, the moral of this story is ‘Even if you think you’ve got a steady hand, do tasks involving danger with all safety precautions. Because the one time you’re cocky enough to not follow them, you’re probably going to make a mistake.’

So, I keep reptiles. Specifically, at this moment, I’m keeping a tiny little leopard gecko who’s called Ser Percival (Herringworth Vascon III) and who is the light of my life. Percy eats crickets, which I keep in a little faunarium called a cricket keeper. They don’t get shipped in cricket keepers though - they come in little take-out boxes with egg cartons inside for the insects to hide in.

To get them from the take-out tub to the faunarium without spending all day moving them one by one, you shake the tub free into a rubbish bag, then point the mouth of the bag into the faunarium and shake them in. (It might sound a little inhumane, but honestly, the most it does is knock them a little bit dizzy).

I’ve done this once or twice before and I rarely get spills. Still, I usually do it outside. If a cricket or two escapes outside, I reckon they’ve earned their freedom. But too hot and too grumpy to go outside, I did it on my kitchen floor.

And of course that’s the point where my hand slips, I tear the bag, and a half-dozen crickets make their attempts at freedom.

I caught several and popped them into the faunarium, but I did end up with escapees. They’re still in the house somewhere, I think, unless the cat or a spider got them. Anyway, the moral of this story is ‘ Even if you think you’ve got a steady hand, do tasks involving danger with all safety precautions. Because the one time you’re cocky enough to not follow them, you’re probably going to make a mistake. And you’ll have to explain to your parents how they got crickets in the fruit bowl’

[therianhelp]

Food for a Skunk

Yoghurt with Berries and Nuts

Rice with Crayfish Tails

Cheese Puffs

Seasoned Crickets

Vegetable Soup

Chicken and Apple Stuffing Casserole

Egg Salad on Rye, Topped with Mealworms

Poached Egg

[miniiredd]

Excuse me while I have what I feel is a valid crash out but

I send this to a guy, u guess you could say I’m talking to?, (we talked years ago and he’s popped up again) and said ‘when you unintentionally become the bug person at work bc no one else wants to deal with them’, and he rightfully answers with ‘da fuck’

To which I say ‘crickets gotta eat, and someone’s gotta feed them😂🤷🏻‍♀️’

And this man, this man responds with ‘you own crickets hunny?’

Sir….. sir

First of all: don’t call me hunny, this is not 30/40 years ago, also we are not dating you don’t get those kind of nicknames (even then hunny’s not one I’d go with)

2: it’s a bunch of crickets in trolley, where in that implies that I own them?

3: no offence to bug people, but who the fuck just owns crickets?!?

4: i LITERALLY said ‘at work’, keyword ‘work’

Someone tell me not to reply to him please cause this is the second time he give me the ick, but I still responded after the first time 😶😩

…… I should add, my best has already judged the absolute hell out of this man sooooo we’re already not doing great

[exphhoria]

Last night while I was writing I saw a cricket and freaked out, it went under the bed. Now it could be anywhere. If you don’t hear from me for a few days, the cricket got to me >~<