Me: “Oh my goodness! What are you doing here? Caterpillars belong outside! Are you ok?”

Caterpillar: “Ahhhh! Lady, don’t hurt me!” (Curls into a little fuzzy ball).

Me: “Don’t worry! You’re safe now. Let me help you!”

Caterpillar: “Terrible! Just terrible! I crawled under the door and got lost!” (Rolls over, flailing all 10 legs).

Me: “Oh my! And what happened to half your fuzzy black eyebrows on your round red head? Seems you lost a few?”

Caterpillar: “I don’t remember! It’s all been a terrible blur.”

Me: “Well how about we get you back outside then? C’mon, lets go!”

Caterpillar: “Thank you, thank you! I’d never have found my way outta here!”

Me: “Ok, hang on little dude. We’re almost there.”

Caterpillar: “I can smell the fresh air! I can see the green! Hurry!”

Me: “Here you go! And it’s just rained too. You must be thirsty, drink from a drop!”

Caterpillar: “Oh blessed leaf! Oh quenching rain! Oh beautiful birdsong! I am home again.”

Me: “But wait! Grant me one single wish, fuzzy caterpillar.”

Caterpillar: “But what can I do? I’m just the littlest of the littles!?”

“Live, and become the beautiful moth you were meant to be.”

What did I find? The caterpillar of the White-Marked Tussock Moth. May his metamorphosis yield the strong, wondrous creature he was meant to be…even if he might be missing a few eyebrows!

Stay Inspired Friends!