So one day a big moth flew into my room. Like slightly bigger than my hands. She said she was looking for some way to get out of the cold air of November. Now she lives up in the top shelf of my clothes closet. I make sure she's warm, although when the power went out for a week, I freaked out when she didn't wake up one morning. After a few days, I got very worried, but once I found a hand warmer and put it up to where she rested, she rose once again. She's a fun creature to have on my desk while I work my tablet and try to figure out what the heck I'm trying to do.