One day, =Gabby and I were playing tag in my yard.
I looked down and saw something in the grass.
It was a little black caterpillar.
The caterpillar crawled on my finger.
Then he crawled on my hand.
I called him =Sam and brought him inside.
"=Mom, =Dad, look! I have a new pet," I said.
=Mom got a jar. =Dad put holes in the lid for air. =Gabby and I went outside to pick leaves for =Sam to eat.
I kept =Sam in my room. Every afternoon, =Gabby and I took =Sam outside. He zigzagged through the grass.
Sometimes he crawled up and down =Gabby's back. One afternoon, =Gabby and I went to my room to get =Sam.
He had made a cocoon around himself. He was hanging from the lid of the jar.
"Soon =Sam will be a butterfly," said =Gabby. In a few days, =Sam came out of his cocoon.
He was a beautiful orange butterfly! =Gabby and I took  him outside. We opened the jar.
=Sam flew out and landed on my hand. "I'm going to miss =Sam," I said to =Gabby.
=Gabby said, "=Sam is going to find his butterfly friends."
I said, "I hope =Sam finds a nice friend like you, =Gabby."