A confession

A few weeks ago, when I was visiting my parents they found a humongous caterpillar in a bush.

They set it aside to kill and, when they weren't looking, I released it back into the garden.

I know they eat up beautiful plants but without caterpillars there are no butterflies.

Plus, I hate to see any creature die. Hope it made the most of its freedom!

Shh! Don't tell!