Saturday, August 8, 2015

Holden foils the moth invasion


One night, standing near the diabolical Cone Man,

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I thought I heard whispers.  No matter how closely I listened, however, I could not be sure if what I was hearing was the words, "Yes, my pretties," all drawn out, or the breeze playing in the night.

The sounds vanished as I drew closer to the house, where I found this giant yellow moth hanging by the front door.


The ways of the Cone Man are devious and dastardly, so I shooed away the moth, went inside, and thought little more about it.

Until the next night, when this green giant now perched by the door, waiting to do only Cone Man knows what evil.


Clearly, it was time to call Holden, vanquisher of Cone Man plots and dog extraordinaire.  

After a long squirt in the neighborhood of the Cone Man and a chat I could not make out, he began a vigorous conversation with the green giant.


After much head wagging and backing and forthing, Holden pronounced the threat over.


We have not seen the giant moths since then.



7 comments:

Cynthia Hyde said...

Way to go Holden!!!

David Drake said...

Dear Mark,

The green is of course a Luna Moth. If I knew anything about insects, I'm sure the brown one would be easy to identify.

I've always liked Lunas. Perhaps I have gone over to the dark side. Well, the green side.

Dave

Mark said...

Yes, it's a Luna, but the story goes better if it's just another alien moth invader, so I didn't emphasize its type.

Cynthia Hyde said...

You two are so funny!

Rosanne said...

Y'all just gave me a big smile! Thanks!

I had forgotten to mention this previously, but sorry that you had such a bad day while headed to Austin, and I really hope that you get your items back!

Mark said...

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Gina found the items, which makes me very happy.

Rosanne said...

Wonderful!

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