my new buddy has been hanging out on my finger all day. i found it struggling in the middle of the sidewalk so i picked it up and just watched it for a while. when you get the chance to see something so close up you should look. its got a little face with big eyes, hooks on the end of its legs, tiny blonde hairs all along its elytra, and the most gentle mannerisms. needless to say, it ended up coming home with me. that was yesterday. this morning i found it still struggling but out of the plant i put it in and across the room. i thought it might be thirsty and spent the next half hour dipping my finger in droplets of water and watching these itsy bitsy, orange, paint brush-like mouth parts come out from in-between the mandibles. like two tiny brooms it swept up the water over and over again. parched little bugger. its been clinging onto one part or another of my hand all day. it won’t let go and it can’t fly away. its on my left middle finger as i type these words. cleo’s asleep on my lap and bella’s snoring at my feet. i know it will die soon but for now it’s kinda nice to have it around-alive.