…cat on my knee, minding my own business
We hear a strange sound… something rustling under the little table beside me…
we both investigate… one of us more enthusiastically than the other…
and THIS is what we find!!!!! *shudder*
Rick saved me – scooping the weta into a jar and taking it outside to the garden.
And THAT is why it is good to have a man around.
Rick is away this weekend and I am not going outside at all.