how could you! in which Dylan protests the meaningless death of an insect
February really warms up in the desert while the snow falls by the truckload eastward. It's a time for shedding coats and taking walks in parks and having picnics in grass covered fields. The food of choice: Laughing Cow cheese triangles spread over delicious Skyflakes. Dylan hasn't acquired the taste for wine yet, so he stuck to his bottled water and enjoyed what he called "a perfect day" with "lovely food". He wished Wallace and Gromit were with us, as we had crackers and most especially, cheese. We noticed several patches of lady bugs crawling in and out of the strands of grass and Dylan was quite happy to let them crawl up his hands and arms and watch them fly away.
We moved down the field to find more lady bugs that Dylan could converse with and when we did, I noticed an upturned dead bug nestled in the spot where I previously sat. I pointed out to Dylan and told him that I thought I might have squashed it to death, accidentally of course. He exclaimed, "How could you!" and proceeded to berate me on having killed a lady bug that "didn't do anything to you, why did you kill this bug?!" I tried to explain that it was indeed an accident and I had no way of knowing that the lady bug was crawling under my large bottom, suffocating all the while. He wasn't convinced and continued to murmur, "How could you!" But soon, he had let the last lady bug fly away and was hungry for cheese and crackers and we talked about other things and he finally said to me as we got up to walk towards home, "This is the best day ever!"
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