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So, a standard Thursday morning.
Get up. Eat breakfast. Read email. Surf inter-tubes a bit. Put on gum-boots and get to work.
Except there was a stick or stone in my gum boot. Pulled my foot out, checked my sock. No twig. A little shake produced nothing. Walked out into the side yard, and there was definietly something jabbing my toe in there. Take of boot and shake… a piece of hay drops out. Shake harder… and a startled forrest Weta drops out!
So, it was either a spiny leg or his little mandibles that were poking my toes. Thankfully the weta was unharmed, and was released back into the wild.
A rather startling start to the day for the both of us, I figure. His “safe little cave” turned out to have a giant sock-wearing monster living in it.