I heard quite a commotion off the path I walked this afternoon... loud buzzing. I stopped to see what it was. And to my surprise it was a Cicada. It appeared to be stuck to a blade of grass. I found this to be quite puzzling so stooped down for a closer look at the situation. No blade of grass had that Cicada; but a Praying Mantis did... and I felt bad for the Cicada but a Mantis has got to eat.
The Cicada tried to break free from the clutches of the Mantis, and it moved the Mantis and grass back and forth as far as it could pull the grass; but the Mantis wasn't letting go.
The Cicada was still fighting to it's dying breath as the Mantis broke through the chest cavity (if a Cicada indeed has one) and feasted on it's insides.
Closer viewing of the meal. Yum yum.
A few weeks back I was talking to someone about how I'd not seen a Praying Mantis in a number of years and now I get to witness this.
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