Sometimes a girl needs a little Anne of Green Gables so I went to the cabinet where I keep the books, pulled out my copy
and noticed a weird clump of dust on it. When I blew it off I found this
I thought they were a myth! But they are not. And I find it UNACCEPTABLE!
Especially considering that it munched on one of my most beloved books that was in a very old cabinet filled with other most beloved books from my childhood. So I'm officially declaring war on all bookworms. I'm sprinkling black pepper on the shelves and lining the walls with linen rags soaked in camphor* and doing any other crazy old lady librarian tactics I can find on the internet.
Because I will not stand for such a violation!
But at least I know that it had taste. It burrowed it's way to one of my favorite lines in the book, after Anne asks for puffed sleeves and Marilla says they look ridiculous: "But I'd rather look ridiculous when everybody else does than plain and sensible all by myself."
*Where would one get camphor? All the places I have thought of - the general store, the trading outpost, great-grandma's airing cupboard - are not really options.