Small Places : Nick L Belardes [86 of 128]

Eyed by the cat on the roof, the bagworm, along with her quiet bug friends, went into the farmhouse.

• They crawled up the wooden legs of the table and stepped onto its crumb-covered surface. Strangely, the farmer took no notice of them.
• Upon closer examination, Mrs. Bigmoth could see a pincher bug on his shoulder, whispering into the farmer’s ear.
• "What's this?" Asked the farmer. "A bagworm with an umbrella, blue bugs, a strange snail and walking sticks? What do you want with me?"
• The bagworm stood tall, right on the farmer's newspaper. "I'm sorry," she said. "But there is a grumpy-faced pincher bug by your ear."
• "Yes, I'm blind. So what? He was reading me the morning paper. What is it you want?"
• The bagworm stood taller than ever. "An end to the booms," she said. "It's disturbing the forest and knocking baby bagworms out of bed."