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I'm currently deeply entrenched in war. With ants. and I may just be winning. Up until yesterday, my battle tactics had been to squish any of them I saw. Unfortunately they're like russia while I'm more like a hundred-foot-tall soldier squishing one soldier at a time. It's just wasn't working. They outnumbered me several thousand to one. And that number was growing every day... Until last night I bought a bottle of ant poison. I strategically laid out traps near the areas they were streaming out of the baseboards. Ten minutes later each trap was covered with ants, stacked two high, struggling to get a mouthful of the ultra-sweet (and ultra-deadly) brew. When I got home today, all but one of the traps were empty. The other one just had a few stragglers. Either they've figured out my insidous little plot, or the queen had a very tasty late night snack last night and is now in a long wooden ant-box. I'll keep you updated.
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