He was there when I first came downstairs this morning.  It is now hours later and he is still there, not more than six inches from where I first seen him. For at least four hours now, he has been climbing several steps up the side of the tub, sliding down and doing it again. Presumably he would rather not be where he is.

Box Elder bugs can fly.

If the poor creature would turn 90 degrees, spread his wings and exercise his God given abilities, he could be free before this sentence is finished.

There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death. Proverbs 14:12 NIV