When I was a kid, my twin and I loved to catch bugs. We had bug catchers that served a purpose...to catch bugs. We caught bees, ladybugs, butterflies, roly polies and moths.
Flash forward....I'm not digging on bugs the same way I used to.
Lately, as in 2 months, we have been dealing with this:
Otherwise known as a crane fly. (Looks like a mosquito wanna bee if you ask me.) Supposedly, they don't bite or sting but they are a huge nuisance. Not only do they tend to fly mainly at night, but their purpose is to annoy me until I get out of bed, armed with a shoe, attempting to smash it.
Not only are they annoying but before they become the fearless winged species, they look like this:
Trust me...finding one of those crawling on the kitchen countertop without any explanation at to how it arrived, will make me scream.
**I can now add swan diving to their resume because as I typed this, one did a swan dive, right into my glass of water. I'm no longer interested in whether they can swim; I just want them gone!
I'm hanging out my "no vacancy" sign tomorrow. I sure hope they can read.