Couple of months ago, I accidentally shut the door on a stick bug. It bent in half but didn't cut off the last half of its body. So...I gently squeezed the bent part and figured it would die but just in case..I put it in the same jar I used for the butterfly a year earlier.
I filled it with plants I googled to see which they ate and went to bed. Next morning, it was over in a corner, munching. But I figured it needed water, so I dipped my finger in some and laid the stick bug on my palm and bent my finger towards where its mouth was. The arms wrapped around that finger and I could actually FEEL the mandibles scraping against my finger..and the water droplet soon was sucked up. So I gave it more. Three times. And it drank it all. Ah ha! Water, with the plants in the jar. I did this for 2 days, then I put it outside in the plant that was in a pot. At the base, I kept a lid from a jar full of water for it. It lived in that pot for 3 weeks, then one day..it just disappeared. Either it moved on or a bird got it.
I will never....NEVER forget what it felt like to have a stick bug suck water off my finger. I was awed.
I am in the back yard during the spring and summer...all day, every day. It is my haven. And I enjoy my critters. Except, I avoid the egret statues out there because two black widows live in the inside. They spin their web into the flowers, so I am careful when I weed around those egrets. I told them they could stay...but leave my fingers and hands alone. So far, they have obliged.