Several days ago, I wrote about my happy discovery of a gorgeous Brown-hooded Owlet caterpillar munching on the goldenrods, and, of course, I photographed it from every possible angle on the plants and then brought it inside to photograph it under closer-to-studio conditions. After I was confident that I'd gotten good shots, I let it go in about the same patch of goldenrods I'd spotted it in and wished it an abundance of luck as it chomped its way out of sight. Today, I found another Brown-hooded in nearly the same place, and while I can't be certain it was the very caterpillar I'd photographed earlier, it seemed likely since it appeared to be  identical to the first one. Well, almost identical. Today's Brown-hooded, alas, bore six, oval-shaped, white eggs that were glued tightly to its body. Nothing I could do, save surgery, would remove them, and I sure wished I could, for the eggs would soon hatch into the parasitic larvae of the Tachinid fly. These young flies would bore into the caterpillar and devour it slowly from the inside out. Parasitism happens. I know that. But it still hurts. I'd rather have the Brown-hoodeds prosper than the flies.