A Million Legs
I walked out of the apartment for something or other the other day. On my way back inside, I noticed something that looked shiny and black like plastic, curled into an almost-circle, laying just beyond the threshold of the front door. I thought it was something that had fallen off my roommate’s bike, and started nudging it with my sandaled foot into the house.
I realized very quickly that it was alive.
I squealed and made various noises of ew as I tromped into my room to grab a piece of notebook paper. I informed my roommate of my discovery, and tromped back out to the front door to slide the paper under the large insect to forceably remove the thing from the house, preferrably out of range of being squished by shoes.
I couldn’t quite get the paper under the squirming thing and continued making ew noises, amusing the upstairs neighbor who was walking by the open front door at the time, grinning at me. “Worm,” I said by way of explanation, continuing my quest.
The beast securely upon the paper, I quickly stepped outside the door, and dropped the thing on the other side of the retaining stone wall, back into the forest from whence it had emerged.
My first encounter with a millipede. I sincerely hope it will be one of my last. :)
funny. i never tire of ‘watching’ people squirm over bugs! i guess i’m still hearing “i don’t like spiders and snakes and that aint what it takes to love me..”
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