I emerged from another writing fit this evening to notice that:
a) the ants are back; and
b) they brought a friend, probably named Mickey.
Whence follows the ritual scrubbing of the countertops, the liberal application of Ant-B-Gone, and the baiting of the mousetrap with peanut butter.
Ye gods, I hope those were just really large, really odd
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I sympathize and empathize, both.
I have not had my normal summer invasion of sugar ants, but it's been a very mild summer. Maybe they're still dormant? And with all the momma cats around, I haven't seen a mouse in my house this summer, either.
We won't talk about the other creepy crawlies I've seen. Bleah.
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I think we must have your ants, though. My friends with the house on the slab are living the Antpocalypse this summer, to the point where even the exterminators are suggesting exorcism. Whatever the last bunch used to briefly suppress the problem gave way to the rebound from hell. My friends are currently on vacation at the beach. Coincidence? I THINK NOT.
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Exorcism of ants...I wonder what deity one would invoke for such a thing. Hmmmmmm.
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