I was in California this weekend and as usual stayed with my sister. Yesterday she was outside and called me to check out this giant cockroach. I walked out and she was standing about 10 feet away from the beast. I looked at it, walked up, stooped down ... and picked up the monster.
I then turned around with the bug in my hand and started walking over to Jacque saying something like check out the jaws on this thing. She started to run into the house when she realized I was going to show her something, not chase her.
Well, it wasn't a roach, but only somebody somewhat biologically inclined would know that. It was a long-horn beetle that's pretty common in the southwest. The grub feeds on the roots of trees. Usually they squeak when you pick them up, but this one didn't.
Well, it wasn't a roach, but only somebody somewhat biologically inclined would know that. It was a long-horn beetle that's pretty common in the southwest. The grub feeds on the roots of trees. Usually they squeak when you pick them up, but this one didn't.
