
Now for the rest of the story, Josie traded this one for a Monster grass hopper that she saw and caught. It truly was a monster , it was about as long as my index finger. As we were walking home she came up beside me and started crying a little because the grass hopper had bitten her on the hand and she had dropped it. Bless her little heart, she was trying to be tough but it really did hurt and to add insult to injury the grass hopper had gotten away.
So goes life with Josie.
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