Tony Soprano was my pet cricket (Yes, you read that right, cricket). I rescued Tony (actually a female, because female crickets have a long stem called an ovipositer that they use to lay eggs with, thankfully this cricket was NOT pregnant) close to Halloween 2019. I named her that because most all of the other crickets had died off long ago, but NOT Tony. Since she was so tough I decided to name her Tony Soprano. I made a cool cricket habitat for Tony to live her final almost month and a half life. I used a shoesize tupperware clear box, made lots of holes on top with a drill so she could breathe, a wet sponge was provided for her to drink from and I studied what field crickets enjoy eating. It turned out she loved regular raw potato, hated raw sweet potato, loved carrots more than anything, lettuce was ok with her and I asked my local pet shop what else crickets ate. They told me to buy her some fish flakes and they were right. She loved the fish flakes. Oh, and they also suggested placing an empty toilet paper roll in the container as a hiding place for Tony. Tony loved to hide in there a lot. She also loved loved to perch on top of the empty tp roll and show off it seemed (hey, who really knows the mind of a cricket right? Most people think of a field cricket as something to feed their pet snakes sadly.)
My two cats Greystoke "Bubba" Deluca-Davis and Pauline Hunnicut took a real liking to Tony. At night I put Tony in her homemade habitat to a warm, dark closet for bedtime. When I'd bring her out the next day the cats were always so excited to see her. I'd ask Bubba when I woke up, "want me to go get Tony?" Bubba would meow and meow for me to go get Tony. When I brought her out I'd set her habitat on my bed and the two cats would watch her for hours at a time (Polly on one side of the box and Bubba on the other side. The cats would get super excited if Tony hopped once in awhile in the box. I loved to see their reaction when that happened.
My mom also got a kick over Tony Soprano. She enjoyed watching him almost as much as the cats. She always brought her a yummy present for Tony to eat. But here is the kicker!!! My mom liked to take Tony in the car on errands with her. Omg, when she first told me that I burst out laughing. Before you know it, Tony was being pampered by my dear mother, turned the heat on in the car so Tony would stay warm, took her too places like Walmart, the pet cemetery to visit our pets, to Sonic, oh the places this cricket would go. One day I told her that Tony had a much better social life than me and we laughed about it. This cricket got to live like a rock star. I bet Tony is the first cricket ever on Find A Grave but who knows? Maybe there is another person out there as eccentric as myself! This story doesn't sound crazy at all compared to a guy at The Denver Pet Cemetery telling me many years ago that they actually had a guy come to The Denver Pet Cemetery every single day to visit his pet rat in a limousine! He did this until the limo came no more to Denver Pet Cemetery and he went to see his beloved pet rat in the sky.
On December 11, 2019 Tony died and went to the cricket heaven in the sky. Who would know that only 2 months later Bubba cat would be gone too. Mom wanted to bury Tony, so she wrapped Tony in some very snazzy hot pink tissue paper and dug a hole and buried her in the backyard. We had a short time together but Tony the cricket really captured my heart. Wow, was Mom sad when I told her. She just loved taking her on jaunts with her. We gave this most lucky cricket an extra month and a half life. If I hadn't rescued her on the cold October night, she would have frozen to death like the rest of her cricket friends. So, believe me this cricket had the life of a rockstar!!! Unfortunately time got away and I never got a photo of Tony, but I did find a photo that closest resembled her.
I am hoping that the kind hearted animal lovers of Find A Grave might like Tony's story and will try their best NOT to kill crickets by stomping them when they happen upon them. Crickets are actually thought by the japanese to be very lucky, especially if one is found in your home. Make a wish luck is coming your way. It is actually very easy to relocate one if you can. All you need is a paper cup or any type of cup really and a paper plate, capture the lucky little cricket and put him in a nice grassy area or your garden outside. If anything you did a good deed for the day. I also do this with spiders (I used to be the biggest wimps about spiders until I was about 30 years old. My Mom (a vegeterian) told me she hated how I smashed spiders with my shoe. She taught me that really most of them are quite harmless with the exception of a black widow and even worse a brown recluse spider. So I rescue most of them and relocate them outside unless I think it is one of the very poisonous ones I mentioned.
Stay tuned, maybe this October on a cold and blustery night I might rescue a Tony #2. Stay tuned.
My two cats Greystoke "Bubba" Deluca-Davis and Pauline Hunnicut took a real liking to Tony. At night I put Tony in her homemade habitat to a warm, dark closet for bedtime. When I'd bring her out the next day the cats were always so excited to see her. I'd ask Bubba when I woke up, "want me to go get Tony?" Bubba would meow and meow for me to go get Tony. When I brought her out I'd set her habitat on my bed and the two cats would watch her for hours at a time (Polly on one side of the box and Bubba on the other side. The cats would get super excited if Tony hopped once in awhile in the box. I loved to see their reaction when that happened.
My mom also got a kick over Tony Soprano. She enjoyed watching him almost as much as the cats. She always brought her a yummy present for Tony to eat. But here is the kicker!!! My mom liked to take Tony in the car on errands with her. Omg, when she first told me that I burst out laughing. Before you know it, Tony was being pampered by my dear mother, turned the heat on in the car so Tony would stay warm, took her too places like Walmart, the pet cemetery to visit our pets, to Sonic, oh the places this cricket would go. One day I told her that Tony had a much better social life than me and we laughed about it. This cricket got to live like a rock star. I bet Tony is the first cricket ever on Find A Grave but who knows? Maybe there is another person out there as eccentric as myself! This story doesn't sound crazy at all compared to a guy at The Denver Pet Cemetery telling me many years ago that they actually had a guy come to The Denver Pet Cemetery every single day to visit his pet rat in a limousine! He did this until the limo came no more to Denver Pet Cemetery and he went to see his beloved pet rat in the sky.
On December 11, 2019 Tony died and went to the cricket heaven in the sky. Who would know that only 2 months later Bubba cat would be gone too. Mom wanted to bury Tony, so she wrapped Tony in some very snazzy hot pink tissue paper and dug a hole and buried her in the backyard. We had a short time together but Tony the cricket really captured my heart. Wow, was Mom sad when I told her. She just loved taking her on jaunts with her. We gave this most lucky cricket an extra month and a half life. If I hadn't rescued her on the cold October night, she would have frozen to death like the rest of her cricket friends. So, believe me this cricket had the life of a rockstar!!! Unfortunately time got away and I never got a photo of Tony, but I did find a photo that closest resembled her.
I am hoping that the kind hearted animal lovers of Find A Grave might like Tony's story and will try their best NOT to kill crickets by stomping them when they happen upon them. Crickets are actually thought by the japanese to be very lucky, especially if one is found in your home. Make a wish luck is coming your way. It is actually very easy to relocate one if you can. All you need is a paper cup or any type of cup really and a paper plate, capture the lucky little cricket and put him in a nice grassy area or your garden outside. If anything you did a good deed for the day. I also do this with spiders (I used to be the biggest wimps about spiders until I was about 30 years old. My Mom (a vegeterian) told me she hated how I smashed spiders with my shoe. She taught me that really most of them are quite harmless with the exception of a black widow and even worse a brown recluse spider. So I rescue most of them and relocate them outside unless I think it is one of the very poisonous ones I mentioned.
Stay tuned, maybe this October on a cold and blustery night I might rescue a Tony #2. Stay tuned.
Tony Soprano was my pet cricket (Yes, you read that right, cricket). I rescued Tony (actually a female, because female crickets have a long stem called an ovipositer that they use to lay eggs with, thankfully this cricket was NOT pregnant) close to Halloween 2019. I named her that because most all of the other crickets had died off long ago, but NOT Tony. Since she was so tough I decided to name her Tony Soprano. I made a cool cricket habitat for Tony to live her final almost month and a half life. I used a shoesize tupperware clear box, made lots of holes on top with a drill so she could breathe, a wet sponge was provided for her to drink from and I studied what field crickets enjoy eating. It turned out she loved regular raw potato, hated raw sweet potato, loved carrots more than anything, lettuce was ok with her and I asked my local pet shop what else crickets ate. They told me to buy her some fish flakes and they were right. She loved the fish flakes. Oh, and they also suggested placing an empty toilet paper roll in the container as a hiding place for Tony. Tony loved to hide in there a lot. She also loved loved to perch on top of the empty tp roll and show off it seemed (hey, who really knows the mind of a cricket right? Most people think of a field cricket as something to feed their pet snakes sadly.)
My two cats Greystoke "Bubba" Deluca-Davis and Pauline Hunnicut took a real liking to Tony. At night I put Tony in her homemade habitat to a warm, dark closet for bedtime. When I'd bring her out the next day the cats were always so excited to see her. I'd ask Bubba when I woke up, "want me to go get Tony?" Bubba would meow and meow for me to go get Tony. When I brought her out I'd set her habitat on my bed and the two cats would watch her for hours at a time (Polly on one side of the box and Bubba on the other side. The cats would get super excited if Tony hopped once in awhile in the box. I loved to see their reaction when that happened.
My mom also got a kick over Tony Soprano. She enjoyed watching him almost as much as the cats. She always brought her a yummy present for Tony to eat. But here is the kicker!!! My mom liked to take Tony in the car on errands with her. Omg, when she first told me that I burst out laughing. Before you know it, Tony was being pampered by my dear mother, turned the heat on in the car so Tony would stay warm, took her too places like Walmart, the pet cemetery to visit our pets, to Sonic, oh the places this cricket would go. One day I told her that Tony had a much better social life than me and we laughed about it. This cricket got to live like a rock star. I bet Tony is the first cricket ever on Find A Grave but who knows? Maybe there is another person out there as eccentric as myself! This story doesn't sound crazy at all compared to a guy at The Denver Pet Cemetery telling me many years ago that they actually had a guy come to The Denver Pet Cemetery every single day to visit his pet rat in a limousine! He did this until the limo came no more to Denver Pet Cemetery and he went to see his beloved pet rat in the sky.
On December 11, 2019 Tony died and went to the cricket heaven in the sky. Who would know that only 2 months later Bubba cat would be gone too. Mom wanted to bury Tony, so she wrapped Tony in some very snazzy hot pink tissue paper and dug a hole and buried her in the backyard. We had a short time together but Tony the cricket really captured my heart. Wow, was Mom sad when I told her. She just loved taking her on jaunts with her. We gave this most lucky cricket an extra month and a half life. If I hadn't rescued her on the cold October night, she would have frozen to death like the rest of her cricket friends. So, believe me this cricket had the life of a rockstar!!! Unfortunately time got away and I never got a photo of Tony, but I did find a photo that closest resembled her.
I am hoping that the kind hearted animal lovers of Find A Grave might like Tony's story and will try their best NOT to kill crickets by stomping them when they happen upon them. Crickets are actually thought by the japanese to be very lucky, especially if one is found in your home. Make a wish luck is coming your way. It is actually very easy to relocate one if you can. All you need is a paper cup or any type of cup really and a paper plate, capture the lucky little cricket and put him in a nice grassy area or your garden outside. If anything you did a good deed for the day. I also do this with spiders (I used to be the biggest wimps about spiders until I was about 30 years old. My Mom (a vegeterian) told me she hated how I smashed spiders with my shoe. She taught me that really most of them are quite harmless with the exception of a black widow and even worse a brown recluse spider. So I rescue most of them and relocate them outside unless I think it is one of the very poisonous ones I mentioned.
Stay tuned, maybe this October on a cold and blustery night I might rescue a Tony #2. Stay tuned.
My two cats Greystoke "Bubba" Deluca-Davis and Pauline Hunnicut took a real liking to Tony. At night I put Tony in her homemade habitat to a warm, dark closet for bedtime. When I'd bring her out the next day the cats were always so excited to see her. I'd ask Bubba when I woke up, "want me to go get Tony?" Bubba would meow and meow for me to go get Tony. When I brought her out I'd set her habitat on my bed and the two cats would watch her for hours at a time (Polly on one side of the box and Bubba on the other side. The cats would get super excited if Tony hopped once in awhile in the box. I loved to see their reaction when that happened.
My mom also got a kick over Tony Soprano. She enjoyed watching him almost as much as the cats. She always brought her a yummy present for Tony to eat. But here is the kicker!!! My mom liked to take Tony in the car on errands with her. Omg, when she first told me that I burst out laughing. Before you know it, Tony was being pampered by my dear mother, turned the heat on in the car so Tony would stay warm, took her too places like Walmart, the pet cemetery to visit our pets, to Sonic, oh the places this cricket would go. One day I told her that Tony had a much better social life than me and we laughed about it. This cricket got to live like a rock star. I bet Tony is the first cricket ever on Find A Grave but who knows? Maybe there is another person out there as eccentric as myself! This story doesn't sound crazy at all compared to a guy at The Denver Pet Cemetery telling me many years ago that they actually had a guy come to The Denver Pet Cemetery every single day to visit his pet rat in a limousine! He did this until the limo came no more to Denver Pet Cemetery and he went to see his beloved pet rat in the sky.
On December 11, 2019 Tony died and went to the cricket heaven in the sky. Who would know that only 2 months later Bubba cat would be gone too. Mom wanted to bury Tony, so she wrapped Tony in some very snazzy hot pink tissue paper and dug a hole and buried her in the backyard. We had a short time together but Tony the cricket really captured my heart. Wow, was Mom sad when I told her. She just loved taking her on jaunts with her. We gave this most lucky cricket an extra month and a half life. If I hadn't rescued her on the cold October night, she would have frozen to death like the rest of her cricket friends. So, believe me this cricket had the life of a rockstar!!! Unfortunately time got away and I never got a photo of Tony, but I did find a photo that closest resembled her.
I am hoping that the kind hearted animal lovers of Find A Grave might like Tony's story and will try their best NOT to kill crickets by stomping them when they happen upon them. Crickets are actually thought by the japanese to be very lucky, especially if one is found in your home. Make a wish luck is coming your way. It is actually very easy to relocate one if you can. All you need is a paper cup or any type of cup really and a paper plate, capture the lucky little cricket and put him in a nice grassy area or your garden outside. If anything you did a good deed for the day. I also do this with spiders (I used to be the biggest wimps about spiders until I was about 30 years old. My Mom (a vegeterian) told me she hated how I smashed spiders with my shoe. She taught me that really most of them are quite harmless with the exception of a black widow and even worse a brown recluse spider. So I rescue most of them and relocate them outside unless I think it is one of the very poisonous ones I mentioned.
Stay tuned, maybe this October on a cold and blustery night I might rescue a Tony #2. Stay tuned.
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