Big rascal - and they eat other bugs. He's about the only thing I'd agree to keep around.
When I was 6, I "caught" a praying mantis...uh...cocoon? I don't know what it's called - but it's where all the eggs (?) sit til they hatch. ANYWAY, I brought it inside in a shoe box, and put it in my closet. And forgot about it. One Morning...I woke up...shy little 6-year-old Bettye...to a THOUSAND tiny eyes staring at me...the thing had HATCHED and there were newborn praying mantises (mantisi??) ALL over my room. On the windowsills, bookshelves, drapes, door moldings...oh my word. 42 years ago and I can still feel the horror I felt then!
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