On Saturday after we escaped the torture that is Mandatory Overtime,
He was fucking HUGE!!! I don't know what he is and I don't really want to know. I had no problem moving him for pictures because he was dead, but the thought of him alive? Ewwwww!
So, for your viewing pleasure, creepy gigantic bug posing by the pond:
And next to a quarter for size comparison:
Also, on my way by, I stopped to take pictures of what Lucky & I have named Gertrude the Retarded Goose.
Here she is on her nest:
So, now you're asking why is she retarded? Because this is where she chose to build her nest. Apparently wanting to watch the traffic go by is more important than a safe, secure and secluded location. This is at least the third year a goose has nested in this spot. After all, what could be safer than having your babies hatch 5 feet from 4 lanes of traffic!