The boys are addicted to insects. They beat me and Big M up when we do not display compassion toward the insect tribe.
Growl:Leave them alone. Let them go.
When I instinctively beat up a housefly, Peanut was distressed. The fly was dying and swirling down. Says Peanut: It was a brave insect.It went up and down and side to side.
Like you tell me boys:I'm so proud of you:)
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