I had an appointment with my local chiropractor earlier today and on the way out the door I found this cricket perched on the door handle.
I caught an Uber to my appointment, handled the “questions and consultation” part of the first appointment pretty well as far as such things go with me, and got four much-needed and very noisy back and neck adjustments that made many things a lot better.
By the end of the appointment I discovered that the clip which keeps my keys hooked to a belt loop was gone. The keys, baubles, and cloth strap were all accounted for, the clip had apparently been consumed by the universe as a thorough check of the office turned up nothing. I left, ran another errand, and went home. The cricket was still perched on the door latch.
I think the cricket is responsible.