It’s almost Thanksgiving, we’ve already had some bitter cold weather, with a few snow flurries–and the other night, outside, Patty heard the last cricket of the summer chirping away. Calling to whom, we can’t imagine.
Jambo, Mr. Nature here–and the first time I tried to get this video on youtube, I just got all this Indian and Pakistani cricket news. No, no–not that cricket!
I love to listen to the crickets. I used to buy them as food for my turtle, but had to give that up real fast because I got kind of attached to the crickets. What did they ask of me? Water, wheat germ, a little place to hide. It was something to come downstairs on New Years morning to the sound of crickets merrily chirping away, and all that snow and ice outside.
A healthy cricket can live for a year or so, but not outdoors. Unless they can get inside a house, they won’t make it through the winter.
And I’m here to tell you they’ll go right on laying eggs until the end. No fear of running out of crickets!
Got my t-shirt today. I love it.
I wish I had one, but it wouldn’t be fair for me to win my own contest.
Crickets are one of my favorite insects. They’re cute, they don’t bite and/or inject venom…or suck blood. Oh well, mosquitoes…the bats have to have something to eat!
Having a dozen of them in an aquarium year-round was a very pleasant experience.
You mean all those crickets that entertain me every summer all die? That makes me sad. I need to appreciate them more.
I really enjoyed my little year-round cricket colony. Nice little critters.
Only problem is, once they get comfy, they mate and lay a lot of eggs. Next think you know, you’ve got hundreds of tiny crickets.
We used to feed crickets to our Bearded Dragon. I love listening to them outside in the summer, but never got attached to the feeders we kept. They are surprisingly stinky and had a habit of escaping. Finding random crickets in the house is not as nice as one might expect. 🙂