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They Nest / August 17 2008

Too many ants.

I don’t mind one or two about the place, they add a little ornamental detail to the kitchen surfaces, but the current situation was unacceptable.

The man from the council said I have a nest behind the oven. A veritable infestation. Not good.

I do not like killing insects. I cannot douse houseflies in insecticide or arrange slug pellets in the garden, and standing on a snail leaves me distraught for days. But I was pleased when Steve, the council pest-destroying fellow, arrived to spray the ant nest with poison.

I watched as the first of the little creatures to be affected began a chaotic death-dance of hellish confusion. They were not dancing for long. Sorry, ants. Good job it wasn’t horses.

I eventually managed to put the slaughter out of my mind and settled down to watch a movie starring Karl Malden and several Yugoslavians.

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3 comments on “They Nest”

Nelson Galaxy / August 18th, 2008 at 1:35 pm

Ant murderer.

Napoleon Fantastic / August 18th, 2008 at 1:43 pm

Not me.
I just watched in horror.

belinda / August 31st, 2008 at 11:04 am

You are Too Good to be a “murdered”, and an angel heart on ..

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