Everything you're trying to eat. Anything you put on the BBQ and turn your back on. Samll bantam roosters if no one comes to their rescue. The entire loaf of french bread they pulle dout of my car while I was unloading groceries. A live frog. A nest of baby mice. Grapes left over from a party at work. Waremelon, Cantelope. Cold Pizza. My husbands leg hairs. My cat, they haven't caught him yet, but they sure want to. Every tomatoe in my garden. The buttons off a shirt hanging on the laundry line. Toes, they love anyone attempting to wear sandals around them. Stale cereal. Corn on the cob. The label off a can of corn. You get the idea.