A moth. A moth called Berty. Yes, you did read this right. A MOTH, a small insect. Yup.

Aah... Anyway. A while ago I noticed a moth on one of the posters in my room. I was about to shoo it away, then I thinks to put it in a quality street pot, which I just so happened to have. I put the pot over him, then I thinks: Great, I've got a moth in a pot. (By the way, Quality Street are quite nice. (Yes I did put that in the faint hope I won't get sued.))

Now, what do moths eat? They've got to eat something! Well, actually, they don't. Not this one anyway. This type dosn't eat when they are fully grown. But I put some nuts just to keep him happy.

He hung around for awhile. He diden't realy do much. Nothing interesting anyway. Terror strikes, one day I get him out of his pot, because he diden't seam very intent on flying away, and it appears that he had died. (sniff sniff) They don't live long anyway so it wasn't a great suprise.