dgerndt
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I awoke on the morning on January 21st, 2011 to see a beautiful sight: rays of sun leaking through my blinds and shining onto my gorgeous sub-adult male Chinese mantis, Kyle. He was happily basking in the warm sunshine in his new home-made screen enclosure, and I felt proud. I raised him from a newly hatched nymph and now he was just a short two weeks and one molt away from being the full-fledged adult mantis he was born to be. But fate had different plans for Kyle.
It was later that day when I went to my room that I found the horror that awaited me. My bedroom door was ajar, and I knew something was wrong. As I pushed the door the rest of the way open, I saw one of my cat's INSIDE of Kyle's new enclosure. Then I saw another cat playing with the tattered and beaten cricket that was supposed to be Kyle's next meal. Lastly, another cat was on my bed, looking confused as to why I had screamed. I ran quickly to Kyle's aid, grabbing cats and yelling in outrage; but it was too late. Kyle was nowhere to be seen. I searched my room, crawling on my hand and knees, even wiggling around on my stomach looking under tables and chairs, trying to find him. But, alas, Kyle was gone.
Now all I can do is keep scanning my room, hoping to find him. I even put out a bucket with crickets in it to try and lure him out, but with no success. I just hope with all my heart that he didn't become a tasty snack for one of my cats.
It was later that day when I went to my room that I found the horror that awaited me. My bedroom door was ajar, and I knew something was wrong. As I pushed the door the rest of the way open, I saw one of my cat's INSIDE of Kyle's new enclosure. Then I saw another cat playing with the tattered and beaten cricket that was supposed to be Kyle's next meal. Lastly, another cat was on my bed, looking confused as to why I had screamed. I ran quickly to Kyle's aid, grabbing cats and yelling in outrage; but it was too late. Kyle was nowhere to be seen. I searched my room, crawling on my hand and knees, even wiggling around on my stomach looking under tables and chairs, trying to find him. But, alas, Kyle was gone.
Now all I can do is keep scanning my room, hoping to find him. I even put out a bucket with crickets in it to try and lure him out, but with no success. I just hope with all my heart that he didn't become a tasty snack for one of my cats.