There is a great big Pterodactyl in my house! I want to eat it! And I will.
Mommy said it is a dragonfly and she is trying to get it to go outside.
I know for a fact that it is not a dragonfly. I am a dragon and I can’t fly. If any dragon in the whole wide world could fly it would be me because I am extraordinary and I work very hard at doing everything. I tried to fly about a year ago and I had to go to the Exotic Animal Hospital in Tempe, AZ not once but twice. That is why I have a hard time with one of my legs. So dragons not only don’t fly, but we don’t even have wings.
I looked in Google to make sure I identified this tasty (I hope) creature. I typed in flying, long thin body, very long wings and delicious. It came up with Pterodactyl, so that is what it is.
We need to catch it right away before I become friends with it. I can’t eat my friends. It has been living in our dining room ceiling fan for almost 2 days. I stay really still and it comes out of the ceiling fan and start flying around, but I can’t seem to get near it. If nothing else – it is 93% fascinating and 7% annoying.