underfoot

While waiting for the TV repair man to arrive I was enjoying the front yard, chatting with neighbors and hikers and playing ball with Tully. Look who I found! I don't know who it is, a butterfly, a moth? I got down in the wet grass and introduced myself. He seemed less interested in me than I was in him. I mean really, can you see the bright orange hair? He has a beetle tucked under his front legs. Does anyone know his name?