tonight i found a cricket in the kitchen. this is not unusual. i often find crickets around the house. however, the strange thing about this cricket, in particular, is that it looked as though someone had cut off its rear legs at the hips (? [do crickets even have]) and then reattached said legs upside down, making for an altogether creepy if not downright depressing scene.
it was pitifully dragging itself about by its front legs and as its rear ones had the misfortune of being super glued back on in the entirely wrong position, i knew it was not only in pain but would surely never recover. the poor thing must die.
you know, in chinese culture, it is said that a cricket in your home is good luck. i wonder if killing one is then bad luck, and if the powers that be grant exceptions for these kinds of situation- i mean, i was trying to save this thing from any further misery. i guess this is just one of those things you have to wait and see about.