This hairy little fella was inching his way across the paving stones in the back garden this afternoon. (By the way, that’s Tuffy’s nose insisting on getting a little sniff of the action too.)
His brown-and-black spikes were rippling and undulating as he moved along, rather like spikey fur. But I wasn’t tempted to touch him, as I know from childhood experience that they sure can make ya itch!!
Now I just hope that he turns into a pretty little butterfly before he’s eaten his way through all my lettuces.