Somewhere, somehow Hudson became the proud owner of plastic bugs – lots of bugs – real looking bugs. He loves placing them in spots where I’ll find them or step on them.
I’ve been trying to quietly throw them away whenever I can. I’ve been making some headway, but this fellow has evaded me. Maybe I can sneak him into the trash can when Hudson is asleep.
Clint thinks it’s hilarious – I think I’m going to be seriously scared for life when someday I bend down to pick up a large black “toy” spider and it moves.
