Here's the little bastard!

I found this second one just now, but this time it was by kitty's food bowl, way across the room. I'm spending this evening cleaning out all my cabinets and moving the fridge. It had little legs I'm pretty sure, but they were so tiny it was impossible to count. The belly was white, and it was immediately able to right itself when tipped over. Ideas?

The Showdown (bug is curled up at this point).
I want to have a good body, but not as much as I want dessert. ~ Jason Love
There is no pie in
Nighthawks, which is why it's such a desolate image. ~ Happy Stomach
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