“I know I know but Fawn you know me and bugs just ain’t good together, we’re a mess.” She made a face and shook her head, the thought of finding any creepy crawlers in her garden wanting to make her squeal but maintaining composure instead. “I understand which ones need to stay in the garden, trust me. But the others I don’t mind tossin’ out, i’m sorry.” Rosetta couldn’t help but smile apologetically, knowing Fawn cared for all beings but Rose being unable to have that same mindset about the bugs. “Really? Oh perfect, you can find ‘em safe homes somewhere else.” She giggled sweetly.
“I know, I know. You gotta get over that though, Rosetta. Bugs are apart of life and they deserve to live freely too. They’re more scared of us than we are of them, you know,” she told her. “Well, I suppose we could toss the others out. Aren’t you giving them a thirty day eviction notice?” she teased. “But we can head on over whenever you’re done selling your flowers for the day and rehome the little fellers.”