There's a very good reason we don't own pets. We just can't handle it right now. When Kellan asks us for a pet we tell him now isn't a good time. He has a little stuffed cat named Guff that used to belong to my husband when he was a little boy. Sometimes Guff sits on the table and Kellan pretends to feed him. We may not be ready for a pet, but it seems like Kellan is!
Yesterday we found a caterpillar near our front door. "Oooh,Fuzzy Wuzzy is here!" exclaimed Kellan. That's what we call banded woolly bear caterpillars. Then he got busy building a nest for his newfound friend. When it was time to go inside the house Kellan wanted to bring the caterpillar in to live with us. I told him the caterpillar belonged outside, he insisted that Fuzzy Wuzzy wanted to live in his dump truck. Kellan argued for a little bit but gave up when I told him Fuzzy Wuzzy's mother would miss him if he didn't return home. Kellan would never stand between a caterpillar and its mother so that was the end of that.
I did some research on banded woolly bear caterpillars and it turns out you can keep them inside your house. Apparently you can raise them in glass jars until they hibernate, spin cocoons in spring and emerge as Isabella tiger moths a few weeks later. Well, now I know! I'm still not sure we can even commit to the care and feeding of a caterpillar, but maybe we need to start somewhere!Do you have pets or are you commitment-averse like us?