The Alien In My Garage

Friday night, the Garage of Doom, 11:30 P.M. I'm carving the epitaph for my "Beloved" tombstone. Two of the neighbors have stopped in for a glass of wine, and for a short while, my husband comes out to join us. Then a startled sound.

I turned to see what they were looking at. It was an alien, sitting on Stewie, quiet as can be.

Can you spot him?
He should be easier to see in this shot.Here's a quick vid. I love praying mantises. They are so interesting to look at and seem almost intelligent for such a tiny creature!

He really had no idea how close he was to death, though. Stewie was waiting for him to crawl into his mouth so he could have a crunchy little snack!