|Internet photo, but you get the idea|
skittered away from me. It vanished before I could stomp it. The saddle seemed unharmed just a bit sandy.
Then I picked up Ben's front foot to stretch his leg out. It had apparently taken refuge under his front foot and since my leg was the closest thing, started up my leg. While Ben was in the middle of his downward dog stretch. Since it was on my half chaps and not my bare skin I kept it together till he finished stretching. Then I shook it off my leg and stomped it.
Anyone else have nasty barn bug stories???
In college I woke up to one of those on me. I told my roommate who was terrible about cleaning up food and eating in her room that she needed to not leave food sitting around. She proceeded to tell me cockroaches are actually really clean bugs. Totally not the point. Totally don't care how clean it is.