
While walking home after work today I saw this huge and very pretty brown and white moth right smack in the middle of the sidewalk. I mean HUGE - I'm not sure I've ever seen one so large in real life before. Had I encountered it in some other fashion, say, if it was flying straight at me, my reaction would likely have been along the lines of OMG BIG CREEPY BUG AAAH! But seeing it on the ground like that in possible danger was something else entirely. Heck, two years ago I spent a very rainy summer rescuing an absurdly large number of worms and slugs from the parking lot at work. Anyway, after I ascertained that the moth wasn't dead I attempted to gently nudge it from the middle of the sidewalk and a likely squishing, and after that didn't work I pulled out a card from my wallet and picked it up and deposited it on the adjoining lawn.
It probably was so sluggish because it wasn't in the best shape, but at least I saved it from OMG I JUST STEPPED ON THIS HUGE FREAKING BUG! And because I can never resist that kind of opportunity, the card I pulled out from my wallet to pick up the moth with was the card for the 24-hour pet emergency clinic.