Friday, June 15, 2018

Lesser evils

While I was driving to my parent's house, Mrs ERJ felt a small creepy-crawly walking up her leg.

She calmly collected the tick in a tissue and neatly deposited it into a nearly empty water bottle.

After caring for my parents and coming back home I extracted the small beast and keyed-out its identity.  I was pleased to learn that the miscreant was not a tick but was, in fact, a lesser weevil.

My parents are extraordinarily gracious and thankful people.  Who else would complement you for the artistry of making the sliced banana on the oatmeal look like a cornucopia?

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