Call me crazy, but I have a real fondness for Western Conifer Bugs. They are *harmless and sweet and remind me of a monster movie creature with their odd stilt-like legs and slow shuffling gate. Each autumn a handful make their way into the house to spend the winter cozied up in the laundry room. I consider them friends as they keep me company when I’m washing clothes. They don’t eat anything but they will dip their antennae into spilled water. In the spring I take the survivors (those who managed to stay off the floor and away from feet) back outside.
One little fella appears to have taken up residence in the kitchen, close to the sink where he supervises the daily dish washing routine. Fingers and toes crossed that he makes it till spring release.
*These bugs cannot bite/sting/infect people or pets, damage houses or household items, or even reproduce indoors, as egg laying and development are restricted to the host plants during the summer months. (Iowa State U.) If molested, they give off a pungent odor as defense. (so leave them alone!--LaBonBon)