Elder sibling had presented 5 year old Dylan with a caterpillar--a gift of sorts, brother-to-brother. Dylan headed out the back door one afternoon thereafter, and his daddy asked, "Where are you going?""I'm taking my caterpillar outside," Dylan replied.
"Why?" Dad asked.
"Because he died in your bed," said Dylan.
"What was your caterpillar doing in my bed!?" inquired an agitated dad.
And the little darlin' replied, "Dying!"
