Percival's Official Arrival

I hauled the acorn cap back up the dangling cord and dropped it straight onto the desk. Percival didn't even try to bolt. Excellent discipline. I used my front paw to pop the corner of the terrarium lid open, tipped the acorn cap, and guided him inside. Reginald was already tucked against his smooth pebble, and Barnaby barely twitched an antenna from under his leaf. Percival found a patch of moss in the back corner and settled down without causing any fuss. Three bugs, zero chaos. I snapped the clear lid firmly shut, curled my tail over my paws, and sat guard right beside the box. Good night to the collection.