Matthew went to the store and when he came home he had in his hand a very sad Monarch Butterfly. He had found it in the parking lot. The butterfly had been hit by a car and he thought Remy might be able to hospice the poor dear if anything...
Remy made up some sugar water and put it into a makeshift bowl. He tried to get him to eat, but he was in shock. :( How diligently my young animal man worked to save him.
That night I saw the poor dear in spasms...and I knew it was the end. Sure enough the morning dawned with Remy finding the poor creature still. He mourned his little friend and then told me that he would forever belong in his collection of bugs. Atleast he had a safe place to rest as he passed on and he wasn't on the hot pavement.
I am really in awe of Remy's attachment ot all things animal. :) He is so special to me in that way. I never saw the world like I do now.
