So, Ben is officially done with this house...
Over the past 3 years and a little, we've had various critters thrust their company upon us: Ants, FLYING ants, many types of spiders (including a furry black kind with a red bottom that JUMPS!!), moths, flies, wasps!!, and who knows what all else.
Outside the confines of our walls, there are many other creatures cute and not so cute that populate the neighborhood but do not come in. Among those that typically do not enter our house is the cockroach. *Shiver!*
Okay... even looking at the picture gives me the jibblies!
Over the last three years, I have found perhaps 3 dead cockroaches in our house, or at least the evidence of them since they were pretty well done in by one or all of the cats. They do, however, like to hang out on the sidewalks after dark, so if you are watching closely after your eyes adjust, you'd see a good dozen or so at any give time. *Jibblies!*
Ben had me go out at look at something in the shed a couple of nights ago and it's a good thing he led the way since he flushed out all the lurking cockroaches and set them running to the weeds. A tougher woman would have ignored them... a jumpier woman would have screamed... I got the JIBBLIES...
Why do I mention this? Ben was getting Audrey ready for bed tonight while I was attending to Hank. All of the sudden, I hear a loud exclamation and Ben telling Audrey to "Go see Mama!" At my query, Ben, voice dripping with stress, only said, "I'm dealing with something right now!"
When he finally came out, it took him a while to spit out what happened. He kept holding his fingers apart about two inches with a strained look on his face. Finally, he explained that he practically ripped apart Audrey's room trying to catch the two inch cockroach that had been finding Audrey's pillow cozy.... Eeghhhh!
That's just SICK!
I have visions of Audrey innocently sleeping in her bed with a cockroach on her face... JIBBLIES!!!!!
Good thing we're leaving this week.