Not bad for something that spent seventeen years in he ground in the pupa stage. My Daughter used to have a Dachshund that would catch these, and carry them in his mouth. He would go looking for Momma, and when he found her; he would eat it, because it grossed her out. If he couldn't find her, he usually let them go. I don't think he liked them much, he just liked to watch her squirm. I would call and warn her, and hear the door, close, LOL! He was a rotten Boy for sure! :)

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