:D !

Today, kiffies met a phasmid.

I was walking back from my first final and saw a stick, about the size of my hand, strolling across the sidewalk.

"Huh," says kiffies, "that stick is going for a walk."

...

"Wat."

And, sure enough, the wee stick was moseying like a moseying thing.

I knew there would be a lot of foot traffic soon, and the stick was hardly moving fast enough to clear the walkway before the incoming people-wave. So I offered him my hand. He promptly sat down and spent the next 30 seconds touching everything, but not climbing on. I was getting a little impatient, so I moved to grab him. And instead of 6-or-so inches of wriggling bug, I came back up with... a twig. Or, rather, the front half of him had assumed twig position. The rear half was still bug, with toes everywhere. It was ridiculously funny to see.

I took him across the street and let him go in some bushes. I hope he finds many delicious foods there.