One day when we were behind the bush just chewing away, we noticed a little caterpillar. So we got to be friends with him. We would listen to him tell stories while we munched the branches.
One day me and Stanley went running out to our tree and we didn't see Casey. We wondered where he'd gone but decided he must have felt like it was time to ride the rails again. We hoped that one day we would see him again cuz we really loved listening to his stories. As me and Stanley munched down on the Dogwood, we talked about some of the adventures Casey told us about. After awhile, I saw a little pea pod growing on our tree. So I plucked the pea pod and popped it in my mouth.
No sooner had I swallowed the little pea pod when I could feel it wiggling in my tummy. "What was that you ate brother", Stanley asked me. "I don't know, I thought it was a pea pod brother. It looked just like one but it tasted weird, kind of bitter." I replied. We didn't think too much more about it and then decided we'd better wrestle awhile. So we wrestled all over the back yard until we were tired and it was time to go in the house and take a nap.
When we went into the house I said I was ready to go to bed but Stanley told me he wanted to check something on his computer first. The next thing I know he was all excited and yelling for me to come took at his computer. I drug myself over to him and looked at his computer screen. He had a big picture of the pea pod that I ate. Since I could still feel it wiggling in my tummy I was interested in what he found out. There were a lot of words and Stanley and me were sounding them out but finally we read the words that caused my jaw to drop to the floor.
I could not believe what I was reading but it was called Wikipedia so I knew it had to be right. It said that the pea pod I ate was actually a cocoon and that Casey was inside the cocoon! OMD! I can't believe I ate our friend Casey!!! I felt horrible. I ate a friend! How could I ever do such a thing? Now my tummy really felt weird!! I ran outside and started eating grass so I could throw up Casey. But it wouldn't work! I threw up grass but NOT Casey! I felt like the lowest of the low and swore Stanley to secrecy that he would NEVER tell anyone I did such a horrible thing. Of course Stanley kept my secret.
Three days later, I got up one morning and had some breakfast. After breakfast I thought it would be nice to take a poop or maybe fart, so I headed out to the yard. Stanley followed me. That was back in the time when Stanley liked to eat my poops sometimes. So I got ready to poop and the next thing I knew . . .
Murphy & Stanley