My hate for these guys is immeasurable and my day is ruined.

Here I was chilling on a rock right outside my base with my sweet Jerboa on my shoulder. I had tamed this jerboa because I saw it roaming around alone as a baby. And I named it Poor Baby because it didn’t have a mom. I decided I’d be its mom. So anyways we’re just chilling on a rock, and my dumb self thinking these mesotheliomas weren’t aggressive was SHOCKED when one walked by and slapped me and Poor Baby into another time zone. Because it saw a BUG. An oil jug bug to be exact. We both died. RIP Poor Baby!