I doubt this:
A caterpillar on the road. I like to turn them out, then they slip to the other side. So I turned it, and then a girl I knew said:
Maybe she’s going to get her kids (unfortunately).
I first laughed, and then, walking 100 meters, I remembered that today is Mother’s Day.
I had to go back to get her back in the right direction!

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The goose is a child. A mature insect that can have children is butterflies.
So you may have brought the disobedient child back home from the hustle trip. Then I turned back to the blade again.