Dead bugs appear on our doorstep. Shane and I poked and prodded the first batch as a science lesson. Then we threw them in the grass.
And yet, here they are again....mostly intact. A few seem to be short a leg or two.
I suspect a cat. My allergies make me irresistible to the fuzzballs. Bucket waits to shed until she can jump on me! (Thank God for allergy shots).
It's a mystery for now.
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