I seriously just spent the last HALF AN HOUR catching bugs in a paper cup and shaking them out my window. Not because I was bored, but because I made the mistake of opening my window for ventilation, and I really don't have the heart to squish bugs. They are the big, harmless looking (maybe) male mosquitoes (?)- they don't bite, they don't let eggs, and they don't make noise but when you look at them closely, ALL of their legs jiggle when they are flying, and they look like spiders, or worse, witches. That's really the thought that crossed my mind when I was trying to co-exist with one in the bathroom. Frankie, pictured at right, was especially hard to catch, and towards the end of our game of wits I considered using my superior size and power to squish Frankie. I was very frustrated. There were more interesting things that happened today, but I can't write about them NOW, now that I spent the last half hour catching bugs.
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Brita, you also could have called the post "The Ballad of Frankie and Brita", ha, ha! The biggest problem I've ever had with squishing bugs is the ICK factor. I never liked thinking about all the bug goo all over whatever the bug was on when I squished it. I even went so far as to catch the bugs (they were big nasty ones) in paper bags, take them outside, and drop bricks on them. Enough about bugs, though! Glad to see you're doing well, and I'm enjoying reading about your adventures.
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