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The other day I walked into my house and found an intruder.
He looked mean, too.
My husband calls creatures like him mud daubers. They’re a type of wasp, with stingers poised to pierce delicate skin such as mine.
The intruder didn’t seem fazed that he was somewhere he didn’t belong and just buzzed around, probably plotting an attack on my bare arms.
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