I look across the street and see my neighbor standing in her driveway jumping up and down with a rake in her hand. She seems to be using the rake to swat at something in the Japanese Maple. I remembered using a similar strategy to retrieve the little badminton thing whenever my brother and I would knock it into the tree, but somehow I didn't think Shirley was a badminton player.
"I've got to ask what you are doing," I said.
She laughed. "I could tell you it's none of your business, but I've got a huge caterpillar in my tree, and he's eaten all the leaves off that branch."
I looked up and saw the biggest caterpillar I've seen in my life. Or else a small dinosaur. I mean, this thing was huge! Forget about using him for fish bait. If a fish tried to eat him, the caterpillar would take the fish, slap him around a couple of times, and pin him to the hook, then steal the fish's girlfriend.
You know you're a little obsessed with your blog when you catch a creature like this and the first thing you think is, " I know what I'm writing about today!