Mr. Grasshopper's Adventure!
There he sat; two inches of yellow-green, bug-eyed wonder, gazing at me through my car's windshield. As grasshoppers go, he was a big old boy. (Please note; I did not determine his sex but for this story, he is a boy.)
He will leave when I start the car, I thought.
Nope.
Well, when I pull out, he will leave.
Nope.
Driving down the street will blow him off.
Nope.
My singing of show tunes to him will make him go.
Nope. He just hunkered down and clung thighter.
Well, he will be gone when I come out of the library.
Nope.
He did turn around on the windshield at this point and aim his bum toward my face. I got an up close and personal view of his grasshopper's tush all the way home. About 10 minutes after arriving home, I decided to go to the grocery store. Mr. Grasshopper had moved to the car roof.
He will blow off for sure now.
Nope.
When I got to the car with my groceries, he had moved to the trunk lid.
When I raise the lid he will jump off.
Nope.
He clung all the way home. As I turned off the ignition, I looked in the rear-view mirror. He was on the trunk sitting in one spot but swaying from side to side. I swear he was greener than when we left to gome home. When I got to the trunk, he was gone. Off telling his friends and family of his amazing adventure with a crazy lady who sang to him, no doubt. Or maybe, just in the grass being car-sick.:eek: :D
We dun that wiffa lil Burd...
Onna way to werk wun day ~
Lil bittie Burd wuz hoppin asside the rode - tink he wuz too lil ta fly rite... Tried ta take off as we went bye. Flew rit in fronta da kar :eek:.
Dad stomped onna *WHOA* peddel an we all sed "That wuz KLOSE!" But we dint see him fly away... :(
Got to da Shop ~ Smoke an me ran round front ta see iffin he wuz <smooshed> onna grill...
NOPE! Jest sittin onna bumper - all ruffeled up an lookin purdy wind-blown! Hopped down an sorta staggered ober to the edge uvva sideywalk...
He dun a quicky pre-flight checkout - shooked hiz lil hedbone a few tymes an flopped hiz wingerz ta get the fethurz all pointin inna rite direction;
revved up;
an *TOOK OFF*!
Lil ~shakey~ aftur take off - lotta bobbin an weavin - but he made it ta da big tree! Sat there fur a kupla minnitz, took a spin round da tree... den heded back towardz home!
Hope he hadda Safe Flight! :D