We have SIX of these guys on the parsley! None have left for "greener" pastures. Luckily Mom doesn't care if they eat up the parsley; in fact, they put the parsley in hoping to have this happen. Mom guesstimates they are a bit more than an inch long at this stage. (Dad measured: 2cm to 2.2 cm, so less than an inch).
Once the hurricane gets near, they will try to put the plant in the garage.
Let's all have a GRAND purr-in for all the kitties in the path of this monster hurricane. We expect it to be pretty close to us, and will probably lose power and have trees or branches down, etc. The humans have stocked up on non-perishables (including OUR fuds), filled bottles with water, filled the car with gas, Dad even tested out his chainsaw! We, of course, haven't got a clue what is ahead.
Pee Ess: comments are back on.
Pee Pee Ess: They are now warm and dry in the garage. But Dad counted EIGHT! Mom is worried they won't have enough parsley to all grow up and form chrysallises.