Found a camouflaged adult Praying Mantis eating an adult Monarch in our meadow. That morning I had released a "pet" Praying Mantis (after feeding it small moths and flies), After a few moments, it flew away toward a group of Northern White Cedar trees. When it was half way there, a female Cardinal came out of nowhere and swooped it up. I felt very sad, because I had grown attached to its fascinating mannerisms and charming personality. Then I thought of what I had seen in the morning with the Monarch ... One species has to die, so that another can live. That's one of the questions I'm going to ask God when I enter heaven. Why does something have to die, so something else can live? And He will explain that there was a larger picture that my mind could not comprehend.