There was a big green fly in my kitchen the other day.
I did apologize before I whapped it with a magazine. I scooped it up with a paper towel and tossed it in the trash.
My first mistake.
Fast forward a couple of hours. I was washing dishes when I felt something on my foot.
You guessed it.
The fly. He was alive and CRAWLED OUT OF THE TRASH BAG onto my foot.
A sane person would have whacked him again. But I'm not quite sane, so I flicked him off and away he flew.
Which means he's STILL IN THE HOUSE.
But...I haven't seen him since and am hoping he found a way out. But if I do see him, I'll probably try to catch him this time and let him go outside... But he better stay out there is all I'm saying.
you gotta flush them down the toilet....because they never come back.ReplyDelete
I understand. If I see a bug in the house (any kind) and kill them quickly, all is good. But if I watch them for a minute first something weird happens. I don't actually give them a name or anything like that, but...I can't squish 'em. Have to go to catch and release.ReplyDelete
ewwww. totally gross. I've got the creepy crawlies on my foot now! Yes, hopefully the poor guy finds his way out.ReplyDelete
Dru Ann, I might have to start doing that.ReplyDelete
Oh great, Aimee. I didn't even think of that.
Linda, we do a lot of catch and release, too, but sometimes I'm lazy (bad!!!!).
LOL, Kristin. I haven't seen him around...