WTF #169 is out, and the final panel gave me a good giggle today.
Little does Straha know, however, how it oddly mirrored RL.
Only, what tried to eat me out of house and "hole" wasn't a troll, but ants. Hundreds of them.
It started yesterday, when the ants decided that they'd had enough of the heat of yet another Southern CA drought and decided to see what was inside the house. (It's a yearly thing, now, but thankfully only about once a year). They found a small hole in the stucco that unfortunately led from the outdoors directly to the kitchen. Wandered their way down the wall, along the edge of the counter, down the side of the cupboard, and directly to the cats' food and water dishes.
The House Ogre called Orkin, 2 of the cats started eyeing their dishes dubiously (the dain bramaged one doesn't have enough vision to see the ants, and walked all through them, more than once), and I started twitching every time I felt an itch, even though only about 1 time in 30 was actually due to an ant using me as a moving jungle gym.
I left the food dishes where they were, covered in ant trails (and ants) as they were, and set up a clean dish of food and water a bit away from the infested area for the "kids". The ants found that, too. Wasn't that they were out of food at the other dishes or anything, they just decided to branch out. {sigh}
Thankfully, the Orkin man showed up this morning with pet friendly solutions inside the house, and some slightly more aggressive treatment outside where they were parading into the house. ... he didn't even complain about the attack hummingbirds in the back yard dive bombing him when he got near their feeders.
It's been a couple hours now, and most of the ones inside the house are now dead or dying, though there are still a few wandering around.
{scratches vigorously} Now, where was I on that data entry? {scratches at another tickleitch}
Little does Straha know, however, how it oddly mirrored RL.
Only, what tried to eat me out of house and "hole" wasn't a troll, but ants. Hundreds of them.
It started yesterday, when the ants decided that they'd had enough of the heat of yet another Southern CA drought and decided to see what was inside the house. (It's a yearly thing, now, but thankfully only about once a year). They found a small hole in the stucco that unfortunately led from the outdoors directly to the kitchen. Wandered their way down the wall, along the edge of the counter, down the side of the cupboard, and directly to the cats' food and water dishes.
The House Ogre called Orkin, 2 of the cats started eyeing their dishes dubiously (the dain bramaged one doesn't have enough vision to see the ants, and walked all through them, more than once), and I started twitching every time I felt an itch, even though only about 1 time in 30 was actually due to an ant using me as a moving jungle gym.
I left the food dishes where they were, covered in ant trails (and ants) as they were, and set up a clean dish of food and water a bit away from the infested area for the "kids". The ants found that, too. Wasn't that they were out of food at the other dishes or anything, they just decided to branch out. {sigh}
Thankfully, the Orkin man showed up this morning with pet friendly solutions inside the house, and some slightly more aggressive treatment outside where they were parading into the house. ... he didn't even complain about the attack hummingbirds in the back yard dive bombing him when he got near their feeders.
It's been a couple hours now, and most of the ones inside the house are now dead or dying, though there are still a few wandering around.
{scratches vigorously} Now, where was I on that data entry? {scratches at another tickleitch}


~ 
should keep the buggers out of the food til the orkin man comes by again.
GM Brewing 12/18/04
Smithing 110
Pottery 175



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