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       Oddly enough, the Insect Museum began with a hamster. Larry McGurty lived pet-less for 42 years until he read an article about the psychological benefits of animals for terminal bachelors. He visited the local pet emporium six years ago and was instantly hypnotized by a friendly brown ball of fur.
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      Do you have any idea how much hamster paraphernalia is on the market these days? Plastic tunnels and tubes and towers. Best of all are the plastic balls that crack in half then snap back closed with a playmate inside. 
       Larry would lean back in his thrift store reclining chair (bearing the claw marks on some other pet owner's darling) and watch Larry Junior race that ball from corner to corner of the mobile home. Larry must have dozed one evening in the contentment of his cozy abode and missed the moment when that plastic ball broke apart. 
      Who knows whether Larry Junior scampered immediately into hiding or first twitched his whiskers with indecision? Or maybe he crawled up Larry Senior's shoulder first before reluctantly disappearing into some crevice. Did the hamster feel freedom or loss? The only thing certain is that Larry the Human suffered desperate grief upon waking to the empty, cracked ball. 
     To this day, signs of the hamster's longevity surface. The chewed corner of an old suitcase, bark bitten off of a jade plant. Human Larry's lingering affection for the critter combined with his gentle temperment (just ask Sheila Milkowitz who dated him throughout the hampster ordeal). Larry became a champion of all life forms. 
     So when aphids clung to his potted ivy, Larry left them alone. When ants paraded along the kitchen counter in search of stray Rice Krispies, Larry sprinkled more cereal as a treat. When spiders spun enormous webs from every light fixture in the trailer, Larry carefully tinted the gossamer threads with food dye and declared them artworks. Each cockroach he named and each mosquito he fed. 
 
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