WAFFLES: Be very, very still, Ellie.
ELLIE: Why, Mr. Waffles? What are being still for?
WAFFLES: We’re on the hunt.
ELLIE: What are we hunting, Mr. Waffles?
WAFFLES: Careful, Ellie. No sudden moves.
ELLIE: It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s, it’s–
WAFFLES: It’s SUPER MOTH!
ELLIE: What’s a super moth, Mr. Waffles?
WAFFLES: It’s the most giantest of the giant moths.
ELLIE: How giant is giantest?
WAFFLES: Known to grab eight pound grey and white cats named Ellie and fly off with them.
ELLIE: I don’t know, Mr. Waffles. He looks pretty small to me. Looks like a bug with baby wings.
It’s officially spring moth season here in the mountains. A small few have started to make their way into the house through tiny unknown openings. It won’t be long and they’ll be hanging out in the evenings by the windows too.
Waffles and Ellie LOVE moth hunting. The bathroom windows seem to attract more of these flying friends than any other windows. Lucky for the outside moths, there’s a heavy duty screen keeping them safe and out of reach. In fact, that probably makes the hunt even more fun.