I found this happy little creature in my insect class the other day and saved its life from unnecessary vivisection by the hands of a neanderthal neo-nazi.

I brought him home to live in my terrarium and called him Armadillo.

Apparently these quarters were not to his liking and It became clear that he had escapó.
I woke up this morning and whilst drinking my coffee my eyes focused on a piece of my wall moving. I put Dillo on my windowsill in the hope that he would prefer these living arrangements.

And now I cant find him again.