In The Closet

I was doing a show in Kerrville last week and the club's stage power wasn't working.
A bartender led me to the different breaker boxes and one of them was in a closet.

This is what we found:

The bartender didn't think it was real, which is a natural reaction when you see a moth the size of a small bird.
It was pretty mellow--I was able to open the door, reset the breakers, and close it again before going to get my camera.