Answer:
I am a tool for fairies.
What can one catch that is not thrown?
I am an odd number. Take away a letter and I become even. What number am I?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
I am not a toy though many use me for pleasure. I have a butt but I cannot poo.
Disgusting creatures that would survive a nuclear strike.