Mossy Stones Butterfly

Every evening I wake to the burble of my river, enticing me out of my mossy hollow and into the dying light. I start my night treading along the riverbank, jumping wave to wave as the water crashes against the lining rocks.

As the stars begin to spread across the darkened sky I begin to dip into the flowing river. Wetting my wings as I dive down to skim along the mossy stones. With every dip down I collect some of the damp moss and bring it back to my home.

My nightly dives along the mossy stones has created a lovely colour on my wings, one which allows me to blend into my surroundings. Once the night sky begins to lighten, I fly through the surrounding trees, drying my wings before settling back into my hidden hollow.

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Many species of butterflies that migrate thousands of miles south in the fall do not return to their previous summer residences. One autumn a few clever butterflies devised a plan to make the long trip back home so they could be reunited with their friends again next year. The butterflies stitched a map of each leg of the journey, updating it whenever they stopped at a rest stop. A single strand of silk from their silkworm cousins kept the map securely attached to their abdomens.

After a long winter in sunny Mexico the butterflies studied the map carefully, took a big sip of nectar from their favorite flower, and off they went. Imagine the surprise of all their friends back home when they returned the following summer! The garden was abuzz with tales of their amazing journey. The butterflies’ stories were so inspirational that they all decided they wanted to experience that kind of epic road trip for themselves. Year after year, they planned destinations further and further away so they could challenge each other to set a new long-distance record.

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