Ok, so you get this wonderful sunny 70-something-degree spring day extra early, and with it comes a giant lucky grasshopper---leaps straight into your house. Ya then let your dog eat the magical grasshopper, and this is what happens next:
Wonderful spring day is replaced with full-on winter snow. Crappy cold and wet night/day...
I'm sorry to everyone else my grasshopper decision has affected. I know plants were frozen, sun-bathers ran indoors crying, etc. Really sorry.