...I don't know why I keep doing it!
I have this stupid habit of taking my mantids outside and setting them on a plant "to get some fresh air and sunshine." Stupid because somebody winds up getting lost. It's happened enough times that I should know better. I do know better. But I do it anyway. And now I've lost one of my wide-arms.
He was in a small dish-garden. I had put him there a few times before, and he stayed put, even caught himself some flies in there. I felt he was OK there. I was wrong.
It's possible I may find him. Maybe. Or not.