Since the praying mantis was actually sitting on my husband’s arm, I figured it had joined the arm-y. Aw, that was a Dad joke, which makes me think of my father, the king of those.
Or perhaps it had joined the navy, because at one stage I was aiming for a closeup and it jumped ship onto the camera, which made it a little hard to take a photo.
He was only a little tacker, too young to go to war.
So he headed for the hills, which were in reality a large elephant’s ear leaf.