Ah, my Montana friends. Do I have a story for you, and you're NOT going to like it. It has everything to do with people moving to Montana from California, Texas, and Florida. But it's not the people who are the problem - it's what they're bringing with them to Montana.
A bird? A flying bug? A small, fluffy bat? I didn't know what the heck flew past my face the other day. Turns of it's something called a hummingbird moth. They're a thing.