Charlie and I were sitting in the front room listening to a Barbara J. King lecture on biological anthropology (YES, we really were, okay?), and I looked up and saw this. I’n’t he just the cutest li’l dickens?
So he was like, “Lady, that’s embarrassing!” And I was like, “You’re the one who isn’t wearing pants.” But I quit being inside taking pictures of his underside and went outside and took pictures of his topside.
He reminded me of Toady, this stuffed frog I used to have who did impressions of stars and movie scenes. But this is supposed to be a short post for the A-to-Z Challenge–writing short is turning out to be the biggest challenge for me–so I’ll save Toady for another time. I still have him, actually, kinda-sorta.
But one last picture, of my welcome invader, welcome because he was up on the window eating the bugs attracted to the inside light.
WRITING PROMPT: Have your main character find another species in or about his/her home. Is it a danger to your character, or an annoyance or a blessing?