Fred Chases me Around the Garden with a Caterpillar
December 13th 2007 21:04
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My friend Fred, in contrast, loves caterpillars and cats. He says that’s why caterpillars have ‘cat’ as part of their name - it’s because they’re nice and furry like felis catus. Oh, please! But it’s funny that he mentions that as the Cantonese word for caterpillar is derived from the Cantonese word for cat.
So one day Fred decided to subject me to a test. We were hanging out in the garden of the block of units I live in and I noticed a tiny lime green caterpillar on Fred’s shirt. I told him and Fred let it crawl onto his finger. Fred then decided to move his finger closer to me so I could have a closer look. Well, given my phobia, there was no way I was going to let this caterpillar get any closer so I started running away and Fred started chasing me around the garden with the caterpillar on his finger, all the time, trying to convince me to stop being such a scaredy cat, that I was a million times larger than it so why should I be terrified of something so small, and besides, it was a cute lime green one and would I please stop running? But like all phobias, I couldn’t listen to reason, even though I knew in my heart of hearts he was right.
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