Animal control

There's a stinkbug on a leaf on my street geranium; he's been there for days. The only way I know he's alive is that every so often when I look at him I see he's facing a slightly different direction. I haven't noticed him sucking the life out of the leaf with his proboscis so I am inclined to let him stay, rent-free.

In other critter news, the oxen purchase has been put on hold while Dr. and Mr. Moo search for a new dog and it will be some version of coon hound. I find it quite interesting that Dr. Moo, such a neat freak growing up, has become a slobberdog lover. Though I suppose dog slobber is perhaps the least revolting animal bodily fluid Moo's been splashed with.