I have seen everything

I’ve seen a manatee fart and now I have seen a caterpillar poop. David found a happy green caterpillar on his way home from work today. Beebo is a green cloverwom (we think, I have my reservations as it has 4 pairs of mid-ab pro-legs instead of 3, but I can not find anything else closer to it). Anyway, we got him set up and tried a variety of leaves with him, finally found some he liked (caterpillars are hugely picky eaters).
But I’m not here to tell you of the particular and stringent dietary needs of the caterpillar. No, I’m all up on the other end. Obviously, caterpillars poop. The reason why they eat so damned much, besdies needing the energy to pupate, is because they are insanely inefficient digesters. Seriously, though, Beebo produced a stercus almost as big around as he was! Granted, it was not terribly long, but STILL. If you or I tried to shit something with that turd:body size ratio we’d be screaming for our mamas!
Anyway, if all goes well, Beebo will become a beautiful something or other and fly away to a life fraught with the little dangers of everyday life, like hungry birds, impassive windshields, and bug zappers.
Also, didn’t get to break into a car. Sad. But I did get to stand there and watch David break into his own apartment. Mostly, though, I just played with Beebo and offered up helpful suggestions like “do you want to use a credit card?” (which, technically, was a good suggestion because he tried it and it worked.)
Just about time to turn on the AC for the summer. That kind of makes me sad, but not really. I should have been more productive this evening but it’s too hot and humid to do much.
Peace out beebos.