Most everyone knows about our interesting choice of pets. Well, the kids choice of pets. I'll just give a background.
Jolie the fly first came to us as a fruit fly shortly before our Disneyland trip last September because of an excess of ripe pears. Chinnie named her, and I have no idea where the name came from. I'm positive she has no idea who Angelina Jolie is, so it can't be named after her.
Jolie landed on Chinnie's plate and her arm at one point when she first arrived.
Later, Jolie followed us to Lego Land, but this time she was a large, gross fly. (Let's backup here. A year before this Chinnie used to be TERRIFIED of flies. Complete freak-out-terrified.) Jolie the large fly landed on Chinnie's hat at Lego Land.
She has since followed Chinnie everywhere she goes, but usually not in the winter. She spends most of the cold days visiting her family far away.
Jolie apparently changes size, ranging from a fruit fly to a house fly. I'm ok with Fruit Fly Jolie but when House Fly Jolie comes I tell Chinnie to go watch TV and House Fly Jolie goes away.
Next, she gets a grasshopper. 'Her' name is Lovey. Lovey has been our cherished pet since July 4th. And this time it really is the same Lovey. She has a bucket, in which we keep fruit and vegetable scraps. She will bask in the sun by the sliding door and come back to her bucket when she's hungry. She likes to be held and I sometimes carry her over to the table to eat next to the kids. They pretend like they're at a restaurant.
Last night Lovey slept over in Natalynn's bedroom and Natalynn read her a story before bed. It was adorable. I'll try to get her to do it again on video.
Today Chinnie asked if Lovey would be resurrected. Hmm.