Having spent two months working on the range we've learned one thing: All of the bugs are evil.
This guy started off innocently enough. "Oh look a cheery little beetle. Oh, what's that he's got?"
It's a corpse. He's just bicycling a dead neighbor down the lane.
"Where'd he go?!"
Oh nowhere, just hauling his former neighbor into a deep, dark hole.
I'm glad bugs are tiny.