After much tossing, turning and general worrying before finally drifting off to a thunderstorm filled sleep, the Sock finally came to a decision last night that the crickets would be taken to the local park today and released into the bushes thereby living happily ever after. This would mean that any further baby crickets found could be lobbed into the same park bush as their parents.
Because the Sock is all heart she got out of bed last night to go outside and ensure that the lid on the Loctite box was loose so that they wouldn't all suffocate overnight. Imagine her dismay this morning to find they've all scarpered!
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