She didn't want to be responsible for her beetles' death.
I explained again and again that they die of natural causes.
And so today we had a releasing ceremony.
The bugs will live out their last day(s?) hour(s?) on the beautiful Japanese maple with the swing under it. The rationale? It's Meg's favourite tree and if they fall they can swing on the swing.
Swing high little beetle. Swing high and reach for the sky!