This little furry fella was rushing as fast as his little legs would carry him, trying to cross a path which separated one field from another.
It was Eldest Daughter who spotted him (or perhaps her) on the path and stood guard whilst a crowd of people passed us by on either side. Of course, then it was time for the camera.
I snapped this way and that, trying to get a good pose and eventually I got his attention and he looked up, and possibly smiled, I couldn’t really tell.
Don’t you just love his bright sugary colours, his spikey hair do and of course his peculiar pink tail?
Zooming in really close, his skin looks velvety and I can’t help thinking he’d make a wonderful cuddly toy and wondering what butterfly or moth this beautiful caterpillar will turn into.
He arched his back in a display of possibly poisonous colour with a large eye appearing to appear on his back. I guess that was his way of telling me the photo shoot was over.
Our interruption of his travels had put him off course and he headed lengthways along the path, so, still unsure about how safe he would be to pick up, a few shoves here and there with a fallen leaf saw him safely across his motorway and away to the greener grass on the other side.