scaredThey scare me. I hate them in my house. Outdoors, they're peaceable enough, even in sticky hordes around a mnelting ice-cream cone. But indoors...
I have been known to scream and stand on chairs at the sight of an ant in a room. And now the little monsters are invading the new house. At the edges of the kitchen, there are two small hills of grit. We sweep them away, and they come back. There are ants teeming in the corner of the bathroom, most of them dead. There are two anthills in the garage by the furnace.
We call them "oddly-shaped black beetles" so as not to alarm. I feel a need to get the organic (soap and mint oil) pesticides from my dad and soak the whole house in them. I'm beginning to get paranoid.
dayzdark, eustacio, please don't laugh. I think they really are evil ants...I can feel them inside my cast.
