My question is this: Are these robins (who are nesting right outside my office window) screaming at the sight of the wasp? Or are they contemplating having him for lunch? And I don't mean as a guest.
You're both probably right. I imagine it might a bit of a kick to it, though!
We used to have a dog that would eat wasps. They'd sting his mouth, he'd roll around, digging his muzzle in the dirt, then get up and go after another one. Never said he was the brightest bulb in the box...
So very Wild Kingdom down your way! You have a perfect view. I guess if I was hungry enough I'd eat a wasp, too? Kind of like hot wings or wasabi maybe ;)
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We used to have a dog that would eat wasps. They'd sting his mouth, he'd roll around, digging his muzzle in the dirt, then get up and go after another one. Never said he was the brightest bulb in the box...
I guess if I was hungry enough I'd eat a wasp, too? Kind of like hot wings or wasabi maybe ;)