This is Dixson. He was able to actually catch another fairy. Before we went fairy catching, we had a serious talk. Like growed ups has. We decided that who ever could catch another fairy, would go straight home and ask our mommies and daddies what they were, cuz, then, we didnt know what fairies were. And Dixson was the lucky dragon! Well he caughted that fairy right up, held it tight, and ran all the way home. Problem was that we were kinda far in the woods, and hadn't eaten nuthin all day. He says he put it in his mouth to keeps is safe, THEN he says he tripped on a rock, and before he knew it, down his throat the fairy went. He tried to reach in and get it, but all he could grab was one of its socks. I think that before he could get home all he was thinking about was how yummy Georgie said the fairy tasted, and so he ate it all up.
Dixson was awfully sorry bout it later though. He mommy and daddy found him cry'n. They understood though, and told him what fairies were, and that we were not supposed to eat any more of 'em.