R. I. P. ...

Well, as you might have guessed, the little guy was indeed gone... kicked the bucket... kaput. Gone to that great green grass stalk in the sky. Mantis heaven via my screen door. *sigh* I guess it was just his time.

Gosh, he'd been around so long, it was almost like losing a friend. I felt like we should bury him or at least have a little ceremony or something. However, a cooler head prevailed and Lew just gently removed his poor stiff body from the door and placed it on the oak tree instead. He's in a better place now, among his creepy, crawly friends.

Rest in peace, Mr. Mantis... dust to dust and all that stuff.

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Heh, heh, heh - I jest, people... I jest! I don't get all this worked up about bugs - I just wanted the damn thing off the door; those beady dead eyes staring at me were unnerving! ;-)