there was a wasp in the bedroom last night. i grabbed a jar and put it outside so the wasp could get out at its leisure. my lovurr told me that it's great that i don't kill wasps.
this morning i go to put the dog out and the wasp is at the bottom of the jar.
luckily temperature ain't nothin' but a number for an arthropod. i brought it back inside for a little while and it was thawed and ready to go out in the world (and attach its offspring to a spider or something. fuckin' wasps)