Cicada toy

On our walkie this morning there were soo many things to check out. I was driving mom crazy, I guess. Anyhoo, I came across a cicada on it's back, so I thougt it was dead, right? WRONG! It was playing possum! I stuck my nose on it and it fluttered. This made me jump back about a foot. Well, I did it again and we replayed the scene about 7 or 8 times. It's wings went up my nose and made me sneeze! I really wanted to take it home with me but I couldn't get it in my mouth without it fluttering it's wings. Mom said "leave it" (boy I hate that command) so I reluctantly left it behind.

Every time I came to a rock or a nut on the sidewalk I thought "maybe it's another cicada to play with!" but there were no others.

There's just no substitute for a live bug to play with, ya know?