Well, maybe they aren’t killer moths, but they are jolly huge. At least 10 centimetres (4 inches) from wing tip to wing tip. They hover outside the screen door, peak time being the early morning. A soon, as we open the screen door to allow Augie out to his yard they zoom through the opening. One busy morning, four of the beasties made it through the portal.
This morning I found one trying to hide in the kitchen sink! It was despatched with insect spray. No mercy to any insect that enters my castle!
If left to their own devices they crash and bash about the room, gradually building in confidence until they commence dive-bombing victims.
Once sent to that great moth heaven in the sky, we have to race with pan and brush to deliver to the bin, before Augie decides to make them a new toy or an after breakfast delight.
That said, despite their kamikaze tendencies and lack of “pretty” colourings, the patterns on their wings are quite intricate and rather delicate. A thing of beauty.
They just need to stay where The Big Whatever meant them to be – not in my house!