Its finally warming up a little, and I can leave the big back door open for the fellas to go in and out until bedtime. I’m not sure what it portends, but I saw Gus playing with a big black cricket on the tiles that he fetched from somewhere.
A few minutes later I saw another big cricket looking a little worn – but it wasn’t the same one Gus had. Calla must have brought that one in herself. Either that or they are moving in en-masse themselves.
I don’t recall seeing any of these kind of bugs around before today either. Odd.