Since moving, we’ve discovered that our new place is located in an area with more nature/wildlife and as a result, there are a lot of crickets outside. Some of them slip into the garage and jump around at night. Mr. P has refused to let me kill them, saying they are harmless and good luck. He’s also named each one Jiminy..
Well, the other day he accidentally smashed the life out of one that had gotten into the house. It’s not bad luck if the killing wasn’t intentional right?