It’s all out warfare here at the Webber household.
That’s right. Warfare.
And I don’t use that word lightly.
We’re under attack.
From critters.
Moths, spiders, crickets. As the temperatures drop, they’re all looking for warmer homes.
Namely, my home.
The moths usually find their way out on their own, or have an unfortunate rendezvous with a light bulb. I’ve completed two cricket rescue missions (too big and too cute to kill, in my opinion) in the past two weeks. This consists of a clipboard and a cup. The key is to cover the cricket with the cup, then slooooooowly slide the clipboard under the cup, and then carry the critter back outside to freedom.
The spiders… Shudder. Once in a while I’ll attempt a rescue mission, but on the whole (sorry, spider lovers) they have an unfortunate rendezvous with a wadded paper towel.
Don’t get me wrong. I love nature.
Outside.
How long till winter?
~heather
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I have dubbed the critters in my house “Frickets.” This IS a PG blog, ya know.
I, unlike you Heather, kill every cricket I find in my house. The first of the season is pardoned and I let it go. All bets are off when it comes to the rest of ‘em.
Sorry critter lovers. It makes me nuts to see bugs in the house.
And Heather, the spiders NEVER even stand a chance…..
by Debbie
on October 2nd, 2006 at 7:22 am
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Theo’s confused: are these bugs in your closet, or are you serving them breakfast? Please advise.
by Theo Epstein
on October 2nd, 2006 at 9:50 am
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I noticed we didn’t get the annual ladybug explosion this year. You know, the ladybugs that aren’t really ladybugs. Cheap Chinese imports. They usually find a way into my travel trailer, where a vacuum cleaner takes care of the problem. Just be happy we live in the north, Heather. When we lived in San Diego, we learned quickly to turn on the lights before entering the kitchen. Otherwise, it could be a crunchy experience.
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You’re kind, Heather. Spiders rarely survive even OUTside my house. Ick, ick.
by Judy
on October 2nd, 2006 at 12:28 pm
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Debbie, obviously Pinocchio had little impact on you. 
Actually, I can’t stand the crunch. Yuck!
by Heather
on October 2nd, 2006 at 1:30 pm
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Theo, they were in the cookies I sent you. Moo-ha-ha.
by Heather
on October 2nd, 2006 at 1:31 pm
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Ron, we haven’t had the crazy faux lady bugs either. Wonder what happened to them. Hmmm…
Note to self: never move to San Diego.
by Heather
on October 2nd, 2006 at 1:32 pm
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Judy, I don’t know about kindness. It’s that whole crunch thing again… I’ve got a weak stomach.
by Heather
on October 2nd, 2006 at 1:33 pm
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They come in my house, they die. Simple.
by Laura
on October 2nd, 2006 at 7:16 pm
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Spiders and other critters of the insect persuasion can live long and happy lives…as long as they STAY OUTSIDE where they belong. Otherwise, I’m very good with a fly swat or a wadded piece of paper towel, and these killings are usually accompanied (much to my husband’s chagrin) with shrieks of EKK! EKKK!! EKKKK!!!
That’ll teach ‘em!
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I was never a Pinocchio fan. Obviously.
Amen, Laura!
by Debbie
on October 3rd, 2006 at 6:44 am
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Laura’s not kidding, people. I’ve seen her around insects before. It’s not pretty.
by Heather
on October 3rd, 2006 at 11:46 am
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Oh, Lorraine, the sound effects are a must! Bug-squishing is just not the same without a shriek or screech.
by Heather
on October 3rd, 2006 at 11:47 am
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Debbie, yes Pinocchio is a little creepy, but Jiminy was cute!
by Heather
on October 3rd, 2006 at 11:48 am
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***Oh, Lorraine, the sound effects are a must! Bug-squishing is just not the same without a shriek or screech.***
…or a splat.
Sorry, Heather, couldn’t resist.
by Laura
on October 3rd, 2006 at 12:30 pm
