Wild Beast

Katie and I were leaving the house this morning. She opened the door. Suddenly she was screaming her head off and slamming the door. I didn't know if there was a man with a knife or a pig head on the front porch or something. "There's something on the door," she said excitedly.

I opened the door slow to find what looked like a small bat attached to the bottom of it. It looked freaky! But we realized that it was only a moth the size of a small bird. Since it was a moth that could easily suck our faces off, we shimmied a broom out and knocked it away before exiting.

After returning home, we found him in our jasmine plant and snapped some pictures of the wild beast that almost killed us.