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Awhile back – well I guess it was a long way back – sometime last spring, I was walking along my trails minding my own business and I saw the strangest thing. Fuzzy caterpillars hung all over a mesquite tree.
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I looked around to see if those fuzzy caterpillars were hanging out on any of the other trees. Nothing. I guess they liked the taste of the mesquite tree.
Then I got worried. What if those fuzzy caterpillars liked me better than that tree? What if they jumped on top of me when I walked under them? I might have caterpillars crawling all over me right now.
I shook myself off and went on my way – far away from that tree. I didn’t see any caterpillars fall to the ground. I hope they weren’t clinging on tight.
I finished my walk and forgot about those caterpillars. I never did find any on me.
Then one day I was walking by that tree again. I didn’t see any caterpillars so I figured I was safe getting close.
Hey person, I thought you said this was a mesquite tree. It’s not that at all.
It’s a bean tree.
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