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This morning I found a (thankfully dead) MASSIVE COCKROACH on the guestroom floor, just to the right of where Loki is sprawling in that photo. And even though it was dead – cats must have done it in, those heroes – it took all of my everything to pick the fucker up in a handful of paper towels and flush the dread thing down the toilet. And then of course it wouldn’t go down. Took four flushes to stop it from bobbing back up like an evil hallowe’en apple. For one mad moment I thought the water might revive it and it would come back to life. Aaaarrgh.
After the first two summers here without a sighting I thought this latest Casa Azahar was somehow magically protected from these horrors. But then last summer there was not just one, but two instances. After the second one I spent the rest of August sleeping with the living room lights on. I mean, I know they are “just bugs” and I that am way bigger than they are, but I am totally irrational about them. I used to feel this way about large spiders but that was before I met Periplaneta Americana.
Anyhow, hours after The Incident I am still suffering from PTHB (post traumatic heebie jeebies) and jumping at any slight something I see out of the corner of my eye. Probably a good time for a glass of wine, or six…
Ew. Just ew. I’m so glad these aren’t generally a problem in the UK.
PTHB though…i love it! 😀
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No, you guys have the German roaches (these are the American ones) which can be even worse because they get into EVERYTHING and are very hard to get rid of. At least, so far, these huge monsters mostly hide out.
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Gahhhh…
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Do you do like I do and scream and lift your feet up off the floor and then grab a shoe and go running after the motherf cker continuing to utter at the top of your lungs?
Or just climb on a chair and wait for the cats to do it?
Here it’s something that’s happened when the summer is dry and they go questing through the sewer system. Still will never forget the parade of them that came up through the drains when the hoarder two doors down died and people in hazmat suits had to empty out the house before a remodeler gutted it to the studs.
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Yeah, the first one.
The cats are too unreliable as they may want to PLAY with it for awhile (gaaahh).
It’s more a summer thing here too, when it gets too hot. Otherwise they stay… wherever the hell they stay for most of the year.
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