Found him lying on the sidewalk. Picked him up by a wing, carried him home and stuck him in a plastic container, whereupon the entire bottom half of his body started moving in and out like an accordian...like he was BREATHING. The rest of him? Nada. Paralyzed or something.
Anyhoo, the old man didn't want him to start flying around the house, so I put the container out on the deck and went back out for my walk before the bigass storm that was approaching got too close.
Timing is everything, or so I am told. And MY timing blows. So does the wind and the approaching storm. I high-tail it back just before the heavens burst open (think the pre-twister melee in the Wizard of Oz).
Anyhoo--go to get the dragonfly in and he's gone, container and all.
Three storm-pounded hours later I decide to take a look outside to see if I can find him. Yep, I do. And not a bit worn for having been rained on for 3 hours straight.
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Nature's cool, huh-huh..
Found him lying on the sidewalk. Picked him up by a wing, carried him home and stuck him in a plastic container, whereupon the entire bottom half of his body started moving in and out like an accordian...like he was BREATHING. The rest of him? Nada. Paralyzed or something.
Anyhoo, the old man didn't want him to start flying around the house, so I put the container out on the deck and went back out for my walk before the bigass storm that was approaching got too close.
Timing is everything, or so I am told. And MY timing blows. So does the wind and the approaching storm. I high-tail it back just before the heavens burst open (think the pre-twister melee in the Wizard of Oz).
Anyhoo--go to get the dragonfly in and he's gone, container and all.
Three storm-pounded hours later I decide to take a look outside to see if I can find him. Yep, I do. And not a bit worn for having been rained on for 3 hours straight.
Oh, except that this time he's dead.
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