I didn't scream. I just looked at it and thought, "Huh. That bug bit my boobie!"
Before I could scoop it up and study it, my husband had grabbed the bug with a Kleenex and sent it on its final voyage down the toilet.
The spot where the bug had fallen from was sore for awhile, and by the time I went to bed, I had a nice, firmish, red welt on my boob. I was convinced I was going to die from the bite of this strange creature.
I got up this morning (obviously not dead) and Googled "green bugs". I found the picture on Google images and followed the links to the original site. Turns out my boobie biting friend is a stink bug. Weird, 'cause I thought his odor was a bit like freshly mowed lawn. Not a bit stinky at all.
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