We spent several hours on Friday afternoon watching this Luna Moth becoming - and keeping Tinker, our black and tan Dachshund, from eating it.
It had just come out of its chrysalis stage and was sitting on the bricks about a foot above the ground outside our back door. Each time we came out, the moth’s wings had expanded a little more, and each time we came out we had to tell Tinker to leave it alone. Tink is a dedicated hunter that is always catching something – bugs, crawfish, lizards – and eats everything she catches.
Finally, I tried to coax the moth onto a popsicle stick so I could move it outside the fence, or at least high enough on the wall to be beyond Tinker’s reach. The moth fell to the ground, and when I carefully placed it in the palm of my hand, it flew away.
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