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Ants

All of a sudden, I have little black ants in the house. Every year there are a few who find their way into the house over the course of the spring and summer, but they tend to be stragglers who have lost their way. This week, however, it looks like they’ve moved in. They really upset my sense of peace. I don’t like ants in the house.

There was a short blurb in the paper yesterday remarking on the influx of household ants. It’s a community wide phenom. Apparently, the ground is so saturated that they’ve had to move to higher ground or risk drowning. Ants have the same sense of self-preservation as any other living thing, it seems.

At least I know the reason why, but that doesn’t solve the problem of getting them out of the house. My house is not their personal ark and I don’t want them moving in with me. It’s always something, isn’t it? 

Posted on 05/19/06 at 08:21 AM
 




Phillip

I’m sure this won’t make you feel any better, but all their relatives are visiting us down here in Southern Maryland.

United States   Posted by Phillip on 05/20/06  at  09:39 AM





Kate

I am sorry to hear that, Phillip. I mean, it’s nice to share some things, but not ants. They’re slowing down a little bit here, maybe deciding that pickings are too slim in the house and their feet are dry so time to move back outside. I hope. May yours decide the same thing.

United States   Posted by Kate on 05/20/06  at  02:00 PM





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