The other day I found a bug while walking to the bathroom on the road, he was flipped over on the sidewalk so I decided to flip him over, he fell over again so I flipped him back over, he flipped over again but my mom said to come on. We got to the bathrooms, went to the bathroom then I named him philbert then we started walking back, I was nervous so I was thinking about all the bad things that could’ve happened, luckily, nothing happened to him, so I picked him up and got hm a leaf to put him on, so I put him on a leaf and carried him back to our camper and spent some time with him and fed him a bacon bit, but he just climbed over it, so then I knew it was time after a few pictures with him to put him out of his Missouri, no I didn’t squash him like normal, I buried him in an empty ant pile, after that, I made home a little flower made out of straws… and that, is the life of philbert, I was crying after I buried him
The story of philbert (read the description)
When I found him I was very happy
This was when he was in the camper
When it was time to burry him
The making of the flower
R.I.P philbert- 11/4/2017
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