For sure the ant has left, I couldn't spot it in either picture.
I think if I was a famous comedian I would have this to say about it:
"Ant & A Boat: A Journey Beyond the Anthill."
Well, folks, let me tell ya about this ant in the boat. You know, I've seen a lot of ants in my time, but never one with nautical ambitions. I mean, ants are usually busy with their ant stuff, marching in line, lifting stuff that's like a thousand times their weight – typical ant things, you know? But this ant, oh boy, this ant had dreams. Dreams of sailing the high seas, or maybe it was just trying to escape the daily grind of ant life. I imagine it with a little ant captain's hat, steering that boat like it was the Titanic. "I'm the king of the world, and this boat is my kingdom!" That's what that ant was probably thinking. Now, I can't confirm if the ant used a tiny paddle or if it had some secret ant navigation skills. Maybe it had a GPS made out of chewed-up leaves and twigs – who knows? But one thing's for sure, that ant was on a mission. Maybe it was searching for a utopian anthill where the sugar flows like honey, and there's no such thing as ant traffic. And you know, we're here, chatting about Peony like she's the star of the show. But in reality, it's that ant stealing the spotlight. Peony is just there, probably clueless about her insect companion's grand adventure. I bet that ant left a little note saying, "Gone sailing, be back whenever I feel like it – don't wait up." Peony, she's standing there, posing for the camera, unaware that she was the supporting character in the epic tale of the seafaring ant. The ant's out there, navigating the currents of destiny, facing the waves of uncertainty. And we're here, talking about Peony. Life's funny that way, isn't it? The real hero might be an ant in a boat, and we're all oblivious to the tiny revolution happening right under our noses.