Bugstalker 

Yesterday evening we had a Bug Incident.  Nothing major - just one of those bugs that looks suspiciously like a leaf until it moves and scares the crap out of you.  It was buzzing around the ceiling, three fuzzy faces following its progress intently.  It finally got tired and landed on the back of the couch, where Simon did his best imitation of a Wily Hunter.  

He never actually hurt it.  I'm not even sure he knew what it was, but he was studying it with fierce intensity.  Simon, the Dian Fossey of the bug world...