Man vs Weta

Unboxed

One night while on call I rung Kosette at home to check in. While on the phone she attempted to leave the bedroom but was stopped in her tracks by a six-legged intruder. Always calm under fire, she covered it with a box and went back to bed, but not before letting me know there would be a little surprise waiting for me at home.

The next several hours sped by as I frantically searched the internet trying to identify the creature in question. How many legs? Six. Color? Black and yellow stripes. Length? Big. Large black mandibles? Check. Diagnosis? Wellington Tree Weta, Male

After identifying behavior patterns, signs of aggression, mating rituals and migration patterns I felt prepared to face my foe. After selecting the appropriate equipment, I threw the box aside and hastily swept my opponent into a smaller box. A quick dash outside and a shake over the deck and I was basking in the glow of victory. Next step? More boxes.