Unfortunately Thelma followed Louise just days later, also succumbing to mites.
RIP Thelma, I hope you get to chase many hornets in heaven!
Dear Diary.
The human was digging in the dirt today.
This was much fun. All those looooovely worms!
And she kept throwing things on a pile, which was very warm. I had to check it out, and she yelled at me that I’ll be a fried chicken if I’m not careful.
As if.
I don’t know what she’s making, but it looks like she’s making sure we get worms and bugs. I like this.
Yours,
Thelma “Call me Smokey” Chuck