I stopped at a bridge over Waller Creek to look at the fish (a healthy population of mosquitofish), when I heard someone ask, "Mehr?" When the question was repeated several times, I looked down and found a very friendly, yet oddly shaven cat.
Then later that night, I cut through a parking lot near Highland Mall and saw something that looked like a wad of trash fluttering in the wind. On closer inspection it was a baby mothra.
Yep, I’ve got nothing better to do than pet cats and look at moths.
