THEY EAT YARN. (Some of them.) FUCKERS.
Fortunately, my cat thinks they are the most fun toy ever, and when he has caught them (which he has done every time he’s seen one, awwww, brave fierce hunter kitty), he thinks they are delicious.
Fucking moths.
Aww, poor moths… We had one lurking randomly around work last night (no clue how it smuggled in), and it was mainly pestering me. Usually I’d capture and release, but I can’t exactly leave the floor. Of course, eventually (four hours later) someone flipped out and smooshed it. :\
Me. So me.
Glad to see it’s not just me this applies to!
great fucking question