Ever since T’s eyes could properly focus, he’s always been obsessed with bugs and small creepy crawlies. I’m not sure what it is about them that capture him more than a bird or larger animal, but if something quickly scurries past or lands on him (or us for that matter!) he’s on it wanting to hold it or let it walk over his hand.
With this in mind, dog walks are always a fun event – especially in places like the woods – as he MUST stop at every woodlouse or ants nest to tell us what he can see and ask whether he can pick it up. It’s quite sweet really, but I can’t help but worry he’ll turn into Lenny from Of Mice and Men once he gets hold of that poor defenceless ladybird.
