I sat out on our patio today for awhile. I looked around and decided that it could use a little cleaning, so I wiped down the chairs, swept the patio stones, and had a beer.
As I sat there, I noticed a few Silverfish coming out of the cracks. Being the pest control guru of the house, I quickly grabbed the bottle of bug killer and laced the entire patio with the deadly spray.
I sat down again to relish in my victory and enjoy my beer (Sleeman's honey brown in case Reggie was wondering) when it happened.
You know the scene from Arachnophobia when the thousands upon thousands of spider poured out of the woodwork? It was like that, only with Silverfish. I gasped in horror as the little creatures scurried out of EVERY area that I had just sprayed. It's a good thing that I was sitting with my feet up on a chair, because I was under attack. Big ones, little ones, centipedes, ants, you name it.
They were attacking from every angle. There was no way out.
I screamed like a little girl, went back inside, armed myself again, refilled my glass, and went to war.
Don't worry Ali - Chris 1
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