M and I were sitting on the couch watching TV a little while ago, and Jack was sniffing around, trying to find something interesting to do. I heard a faint tap on the window next to our front door, and Jack trotted over to have a look. He was gazing intently at something, and M went to have a look what it was. M called me over to have a look, and this is what Jack was looking at (click on the pictures for a larger version):

Ohhh, look at that! A little mothy-wothy!

Ummm, no.

This is a HUGE MOFO OF A MOTHY-WOTHY!

For those who don’t like doing conversions, here is another photo.

And here is one that M took of me with my hand next to it. No I don’t have man hands - it really is a jumbo moth. And considering how much I hate moths of normal size, let alone mutant ones, I really hope you appreciate the lengths to which I went in order to bring this last photo to you.

All of you moth-haters who are thinking of coming to Australia, beware - that one is just a baby. When fully grown, their wingspan is over a metre wide. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.