Mantid

I found a praying mantis in my underwear today.



That isn't a euphemism for anything.

I really did, while putting on my underwear, find a praying mantis. I actually only found it because it bit me on the back of the thigh. When I felt the bite, I looked down and there was a praying mantis looking up at me. It was kind of freaky. It's hard to take off a pair of underwear that's got a praying mantis in it.

Anyway, I took it outside and put it in the rosemary plant by the front door where it was promptly eaten by another praying mantis. That part wasn't planned either.

I don't know what any of that means exactly. Maybe it was just a weird insect interaction.

(That isn't a photo of the praying mantis I found by the way. Dave took that photo three years ago; I just had it in my flickr account.)