A few evenings back, we sat down for dinner in my apartment, basking in the warmth that had finally arrived after what felt like an endless winter. So, there we were — windows wide open, balcony doors inviting in the gentle Patagonian breeze, and a plate of milanesas on the table. Everything was serene until an unexpected guest, a moth, decided to crash our dinner, sending my girlfriend into a frenzy. Not your typical deadly insect, you would think. And neither was the case of the typical clothes-munching insect.
The issue was that I had just shared with her how these seemingly delicate creatures, with beautiful patterns and colors, have a rather unconventional habit — sucking tears from sleeping birds.