As you all well know by now, there’s no telling what Buck and I may see in the woods around here. Just when I am sure I have seen it all, Buck finds some new weird bug or critter. We walked this afternoon. All of a sudden, Buck said, “Look! There’s one of those big red squeaking ants! I’ll get him hemmed up and you take his picture.”
If my research is correct, “he” is “she,” and not an ant at all, but a type of wasp. Click here to read a question and answer from the All Experts entomology forum. It’s informative and funny as all get out, especially when the questioner describes how “the darn ant started to cry.”
She stayed still for a few seconds, possibly believing she was hidden under those two blades of grass, and then went boogedy, boogedy, boogedy down the fireline road, so fast she made me think of a hovercraft.