Last night Heather fell asleep on an armchair as we watched a DVD. She wasn't there all that long before I moved her to her bed under the mosquito net but, oh dear, as she snoozed there uncovered the poor little thing got covered in mosquito bites.
Her face looked like a war zone, or maybe a boxer's after a few rounds. Honestly, it looked like she'd been in a fight. She was red and swollen under her right eye and and her lip was puffed up like it had been punched hard. Besides that, she had bites on the back of her neck, her hands, arms, feet and legs. Needless to say, as I tried to move her she woke up and was very uncomfortable.
I decided she needed a quick bath to rinse the sweat and dust from a long day of play and to soothe the bites. But someone had accidentally turned off the water heater so there was only cold water. I quickly boiled a kettle to pour into the tub and she had a brief but helpful rinsing before we applied cream to all the most itchy and inflamed bites.
She woke up this morning feeling better.
When I went to make popcorn the other evening I noticed a few weevils mixed in among the kernels. I picked out the two I saw but figured that the boiling oil would kill them and they'd drop to the bottom of the pan. Sure enough, a couple did just that. If we did inadvertently eat any, they didn't seem to do us any harm. But I did store the remainder of the popcorn kernels in the freezer so as to kill off any other wildlife :-)
Yesterday a large locust/grasshopper thing (close to 3 inches long) landed near our terrier, Charlotte. She ate it!
Often when I open the cupboards a little herd of cockroaches scatters away from the light. That's when I think of Brian Heasley