There are so many things in that article that made my head spin:
First, what exactly DOES insect poop look like? I mean, every living thing poops (except for Catherine Zeta Jones), but to be able to recognize large insect poop in the middle of the night while clinging to a nearly vertical rock in the middle of shark-infested waters? That takes a special kind of scientist.
And then - to be an expert on insect breeding boggles the mind. I truly admire someone with enough knowledge to be able and willing to nurse something like that back to life.
Not to mention the fact that the last 24 of these things were found alive living in just one area under one bush for who knows how long.
And the fact that they pair off and spoon when they sleep? I got warm fuzzies!
Of course, when I started the article, I thought they were accidentally discovered by rock climbers in the middle of the night, and I was trying to imagine accidentally coming across a few of those things whilst clinging to that rock in the middle of the night. Can you imagine? You put your fingers over a precarious hold, feel something crawling across them, peek your head up to see that thing nestling against your hand? *shivers*