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I had forgotten about the ants until a few weeks ago when I was at El Rocio tianguis, Ecatepec, at Mota's stall with Lucrazy and Karreras. So I felt a burning sensation on my left eyelid. At first I thought it was an annoying pimple, but then Lucrazy noticed that an ant was biting my eyelid.
Based on this event, the Lord of the Wind, Ehecatl, I suppose, threw that ant from the top of the Sierra de Guadalupe, and it fell right on me as a sign that I should return to my higher passions. So I carefully picked up the little ant, making sure not to kill it, removed it from my skin, and placed it with the others that were walking at my feet.

I couldn't believe what happened with Droopy. Life is full of surprises, as they say.

So, motivated by these events, I looked for some images that could illustrate what was happening in those early days of 2022.

I was in the anthill, strangely comfortable for an anxious mammal like me. While the queen ant had me in her possession, she showered me with tranquility, and one day turned into another and another, like an opium tea, but better. Meanwhile, I noticed that leafcutter ants are masters in their field, and I was filled with admiration.

I tied her to her abdomen with spider silk and attached her to my ears to get out.

Hokzyn and Wombat...