Pest control or not

Beady eyes, or pools of cuteness. You decide. But the palmetto bugs have GOT to go.

Pest control or not

I'm not a killer. I prefer to allow and promote nature to do her thing. I do not look at rats or mice as evil. They have a reason to be here. They are nature's buffet for owls, hawks, snakes and such. So when we moved into our new home in 1999 and found a rat living comfortably under our raised deck, I shrugged that little fellow off.

"More power to you my friend." I whispered with a tip o'the hat. "I just saw two, 4 foot black racer snakes. Good luck with all that."

Our local wildlife snakes did their job for quite some time.

Until they didn't.

2016 and I've learned an interesting human tendency. We humans do not like riots or large groups assembling. Particularly under our raised decks. It changes beliefs and perspective on murder.

I'm still not a killer. But I am not a Holiday Inn for a small group of rodentia representing 3 generations of hangers on!

Where are my snakes!?! Losers. Slackers. Carpetbaggers! LIARS!

Here's the flip to my flipping out. I do not mind murdering palmetto bugs at will. *Do not google that bug. No good can come from gazing upon it's hellish face.* Okay. Wait. I kinda do mind murdering them because it requires;
A) I look at them.
B) I touch them (the sole of my shoe counts) and
C) I have to look at them again to clean up the carnage left behind by my shoe.

BUT I do not mind killing them in massive numbers if I'm not wearing my glasses. I kid you not I will take them off to murder palmettos.

All that being said, since our Holiday Inn residencies got into the second and third generation I haven't seen one damnable palmetto.

So I asked myself, are these Rodentia of 3 generations eating said beasties from the pit of Hades? Because the timeline supports a circle of life thing here.

I am today, sitting in the middle of two truths. It's time for an eviction process to begin. But alas, that will eventually welcome back Satan's Spawn into the place vacated by said current residents.

While pondering this issue, applying a 5 star reviewed organic and green product called Critter Out between the boards of the raised deck, listening to the squeaks and scrambling of said residencies, I also pondered the fact that Zika is now in my County.

So you see, I just found out I may have bigger fish to fry.

P.S. The parrots are fabulously happy watching me through the window screaming and jumping as the crickets come up from between the boards like a horde of chirping lava while I spray.

In all my trials and tribulations, I always aim to entertain.

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