Day Eight - Caterpillar

Two plus two are four, four plus four are eight, eight plus eight are sixteen....

This little fella isn't an inchworm but I hummed that tune and watched him move around the table for half an hour.

I wondered how far he'd crawled to the table in the park, whether he'd survive to adulthood, or if I should just squish him.

In the end I decided to live and let live.