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To: Chena

I have personally become fond of Cicadas.

Last year I remember all the news attention about how they were supposed to "emerge" from a 10-year sleep.

Last year didn't exactly hit it right.

I recently moved out in the boondocks, surrounded by trees and woods.

My first clue came when I went to my car and happened to notice the biggest damned fly I had ever seen.

With some big ugly eyes.

I thought, shucks, that is the biggest black fly I've ever seen. Wondered if maybe something wasn't dead in the nearby woods.

Then, suddenly I got a lesson in biology.

These suckers are like mini helicopters flying right at my porch lights.

I even woke up one night with one chirping in the bed right next to me.

My bird dog and cat are in hog heaven. I turn on my porch light and these big suckers come flying in and my VERY BEAUTIFUL bird dog eats them.

My cat just boxes them around and waits for the next entertainment to happen by him.

I tried to catch some the other night, and put them in a box.

I know enough about bass and bluegill to know they'd go on a feeding frenzy when these guys go screaming (they scream) and flapping around.

Shoot, I got up the next morning and they were dead.

If I could figure out how to market these bugs, I'd be rich.


106 posted on 08/23/2005 10:35:33 PM PDT by girlangler (I'd rather be fishing)
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To: girlangler

You'd make a fortune selling to the fishin' people. I love to fish too! When we moved to Alaska, I asked a dumb cheechako question. I asked why I couldn't find any worms, or nightcrawlers. I used to love going out late at night, especially after a rain, with my flashlight and a bucket to catch nightcrawlers. I don't know much about Cicadas. For some reason I thought they were like grasshoppers.

Don't think I'd like one in bed with me though. I used to be terrified, and I do mean TERRIFIED, of spiders. I finally got over my irrational fear by buying a tarantula. This was years ago. My husband was concerned that I would pass on my fear to our sons. We named her, "Taco Bell". It worked. I figured if I could live with a tarantula as a pet, I could sure handle the little spiders. Now I capture spiders and put them outside.


109 posted on 08/23/2005 11:27:58 PM PDT by Chena (I'm not young enough to know everything)
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