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!