Ugh! I would rather face a spider! That thing is creepy!Originally Posted by Bunny555;3459816;
Ugh! I would rather face a spider! That thing is creepy!Originally Posted by Bunny555;3459816;
Faithless is he who says farewell when the road darkens. J.R.R. Tolkien
My sister and I were visiting my mom one summer, and our boys, 9,8 &6 year olds, captured a tree frog and snuck it into the house. That night my mom was in her sewing room ironing and we heard a blood curtling scream... We ran in and the tree frog had attached itself to her leg...of course nobody knew where it came from....She now can laugh about it, and they do too.
We get locust here. The first year we built, we had planted new trees, and they swarmed the new trees. You could shake the trees and they would fly out. It became a favorite pasttime of my son, especially if he had friends over which included girls.
It was really awful. The shells were attached to everything and you couldn't run a tractor or lawnmower without them swarming you.![]()
But haven't we said whatever we're comfortable with? I was just thinking in the past about who could handle the spiders. I really could do the snakes myself, I guess.Originally Posted by myrosiedog;3459817;
I don't mind the cooking or spiders or snakes as long as I have long handled garden implements for the snake removal. I don't like touching them, but they don't freak me out when I see them.
I do have a confession to make and I don't mean to offend, but the thing that creeps me out the most is "little people". I don't know why, it's totally irrational, I know they can't help it, but I get a tad freaked out when I encounter these people. I have a friend that is deathly afraid of clowns, and my daughter is afraid of balloons, so I guess we all have our own quirks and I try not to be creeped out when I encounter little people, but it is something I have a hard time with. Ok, so true confession time, but I hope I haven't offended anyone.
One year we had a huge infestation of these tree catepillers. They were in every tree and literally thousands of them. I went to a graveside funeral in an older cemetary that had a lot of trees. It really wasn't funny as it was a funeral, but the minster ended up cutting the service short as we were all hopping and running and swatting the falling catepillers from the trees. It was awful.
Que me amat, amet et canem meum
(Who loves me will love my dog also)
If I still get to be the bartender, trust me, ain't nobody gonna care about no creepy crawlies!![]()
"There's no crying in baseball!"
-- Tom Hanks, A League of Their Own
pffffh. Have you ever seen a fat woman trying to get away from a spider or rat, or any bugs that look too weird, when she's too buzzed to see much else beyond the creepy crawly? I am sure it's a pitiful thing to see.Originally Posted by Ellen;3460659;
I have found the Truth and it doesn't make sense.
I would RATHER be buzzed when I see a rat or a creepy crawly. That hideous picture of the thing that Bunny has in her house has stuck with me all day - just EWWWOriginally Posted by queenb;3461535;
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And it's still not dead.Originally Posted by doxie;3461964;
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CYA
According to that website you shouldn't kill it, because it eats all the other bugs in your house. I'd say ship him to me, but I don't think that thing is big enough to chew on the massive tree roaches that find their way inside my house once or twice a year. Those are nasty.
We used to have suicide bugs (I don't know what they're really called, but they commit hari kari on windows and glass doors) thump-thumping on our back door all summer. But the past few years we don't see them at all! I leave the lizards and frogs alone in my backyard and they take care of that for me. We have several geckos, but they stay out of sight. I haven't seen any frogs yet this year but I know they're out there. We usually catch one taking a dip in the pool a couple of times during the summer. I know that's gross to you frog-haters, but I'd rather have a comfortable frog than swarms of love bugs and beetles.
When we had a pool, the frogs couldn't get back out or the chlorine killed them, so we had dead frogs in the pool.
Que me amat, amet et canem meum
(Who loves me will love my dog also)