OK, I apologize for what I am about to share.
Be glad there is no photo.
But it was slightly traumatic and yet intriguing, all at the same time.
So, without further ado...
This morning, we had a little rain. Well, as they tend to do, worms like to squiggle out onto the sidewalk. Maybe they are playing chicken. I don't know. And, as it always happens (one would think the worms would learn), the sun comes out, and they dry up. The end. One family in town refers to this final product as "worm jerky."
So, after our rain this morning, we had some sunshine for the rest of the day. Well, until it got dark. But that is entirely beside the point. As you can imagine, at least one worm turned into jerky.
Well, this evening, I was out for a nice, relaxing walk in the cool evening air. I was sauntering down the sidewalk listening to my music when I caught a small motion on the sidewalk. It was a worm. Now, my brain registered a few things all at once. 1. It had been a sunny and warm afternoon. This worm should not be moving. 2. This worm is moving sideways. Worms usually don't travel in that direction. 3. That worm is kind of stiff. 4. Are those legs?
An army of ants (well, it was more like a small patrol) was carrying a stiff worm corpse down the sidewalk. You may take a minute and let it sink in.
If you think of the way ants carry off crumbs at a picnic, you can even make a nice little mental picture (I don't like suffering alone).
Horrified, I went a few steps past this tiny hunting expedition, but I found myself turning around to watch. It was utterly disgusting and fascinating all at the same time. And I kind of wanted to make sure the worm was good and dead. I don't know what I would have done if it was alive. I don't even want to think about that.
The interesting thing was just to watch the ants work together to carry their bounty home. One group was doing the heavy lifting, and another few were running around crazily. I was kind of curious about those ants. Were they looking out for would-be thieves? Were they trying to figure out where they left the car? Were they just trying to look busy so they wouldn't have to carry the worm?
Ants, I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving feast.
Comments
You are terrific at creating VIVID word pictures. Now I will never look at a worm again without thinking about your ants as pallbearers funeral. Thank you very much! Should we all begin singing, "The ants go marching one by one..."?
Love, "Ant" Maureen!!