A cricket invaded the house today, and Jasmine and I took care of it.
(Mom won't let me show any pictures because she says they are too graphic.)
First, Jasmine cornered it, and broke one of its legs. It tried to hide behind a bookcase, but it mustn't have been a very smart cricket, because it came out again after a few minutes. Then it was MY turn. I chased the cricket all over the dining room. I jumped on it a couple of times. I think I broke another of its legs. It wasn't going anywhere, except in circles. I batted it around a bit, then I bit it. It was crunchy. It stopped. I ate the rest of it.
I like hunting.
And this is my 501st post! Wowza!