The other day Pat and I were headed out to our car. On the ground Pat saw a "praying" mantis. It was huge (about 6-7 inches). We wanted to move it out of harms way, it being in the parking lot and all, so we got it to climb up onto Pat's leg, placing it safely on a near by tree (we didn't know at the time that praying-mantis' are vicious and even eat MICE!) But Pat and I are like little kids—for several minutes we "ewwed and awwed" over our discovery (even snapped a few pictures).
While heading back to the car Pat said with wonder:
"A praying-mantis—today's going to be a GREAT day."
Later on that day Pat's computer broke. Among Pat's ranting and ravings over his frustrations with another thing breaking, (we have a had A LOT of bad luck in that area recently) I laughed when I heard him saying underneath his breath:
So the moral of the story is: If you ever see a praying-mantis....stay away.