We are in a tiny town in TX not far from the border,staying in these cute little cabins. The other day my SO said, " Take a look out the window and tell me what you see."
So I look out the window, it took me a few seconds and then I saw the biggest grasshopper that I have EVER seen in my life clinging to the window screen. :what: I'm talking 3 or 4 inches long!
Okay.
I'm cool with grasshoppers, but WHOA, this ones HUGE!!
So everytime I went out on the porch, I kept my eye on this critter. He didn't bother me and I didn't bother him.
My SO came out on the porch and got ready to squash it.
Much to my horror! "NO! don't kill it! It's just a grasshopper! " I exclaimed.
Later, I was inside the cabin, getting ready to lay down and call it a night.
I pulled back the comforter and lo and behold there was the critter in my bed!
I shreiked! Terrified!
I just reacted! I grabbed a book and hit it as quickly as I could, before it hopped away. God forbid it get away and crawl back into bed with me later!
I felt SO bad as I smashed it that I said, " I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"
The next day when I went out on the porch, much to my surprise, there was the grasshopper, still clinging to the screen.
It hung around for another day or two and then left.
I can't help feeling guilty.
I think maybe, they were a couple and the one on the outside was waiting for the one on the inside to come out!
God forgive me.
My SO was at work when the murder was committed. I felt Ike a total hipocrate when I told him I had killed the grasshopper.