I found this in my garden yesterday:
Have I mentioned that I have a huge fear of butterflies and they creep me out? Don't worry, I didn't kill him (obviously my mom wanted me to kill it, as she is made of pure evil). I transferred him to a stick and then to another part of the garden because I didn't want him to eat all my parsley.
P.S. My mom watered him by accident, hence the dew drops on his back.