Cocooned

So, I took photos of me trying to hand feed a moth tonight. The feeding, despite my best effort, was fruitless.

Mr Moth isn't hungry for sugar syrup.

Apparently though, they are rather partial to a drop of Gatorade. Might crack one open for him tomorrow if he's good.

The photos were a little lacking in oomph too. Unless, of course, you are thrilled by something that looks like a tiny branch sitting motionless on a hand.

So here's a picture of Beau feotally cocooned in a big stripy jumper instead.

Quite thrilling.