incident #1. Joe and I were taking our usual evening walk and there was a butterfly on the sidewalk. The bottom corner of it's wing looked as though something had gotten a hold of it. So I bent down, put my finger in front of him and he crawled right on. Carefully without touching his wings I put him on top of a bush for temporary safety. I think he preferred my finger. Of course this was the one time I didn't bring my cell phone with me to make a picture.
incident #2. A few days later I was watching out the back window and saw a neighbor cat lying in the grass and saw him pounce right on a butterfly. The butterfly would slip through his paws and he would leap right back on top of it. As he did this several times, I laughed watching the cat play with the butterfly and then felt bad for the butterfly and realized Sylvester or another cat may have been the culprit in incident #1.