But let an ant trail into our home in search of the succulent orange of Orange scented PineSol... let him call out his troops in a food hunt... let a wayward moth or night flyer drift toward our foyer light... or a spider select a vacant corner to weave a home in... and We Are Not Amused.
The same can be said for invaders we've not invited to join in our outdoor festivities. Yes, it's their domain, but there's a personal bubble that mustn't be crossed.
He really didn't think she'd mind. And he knew the rock throwing champ wasn't going to tell of his invasion.
He was so occupied in his sport that he didn't even know there was an interest in the discarded novel.
And did you see the page reading bug was looking at? We couldn't believe our eyes! Seriously, book worm has some bibliophile competition.