Jeremiah has become more sensitive in the last few years. He makes "friends" in all sorts of strange places and has quite an imagination. He is very much like I was as a kid.
His most recent adventure involved a worm named Donny. Donny wanted to go swimming real bad. His friend, Chris, went swimming all the time. Donny didn't know he couldn't swim and neither did Jeremiah. So Jeremiah took him to the cat bowl to try out his fins. Poor Donny stopped wiggling and squirming and just got real still.
He must have died because there now stands a grave in his honor. It even has a headstone.
Poor Donny, may he rest in peace.