Scuttlings in the night
An unwelcome visitor
Scare me half to death
I just want to find the dead body!
Yes, I said these very words the other day. Taken out of context, they might seem a little strange!
This is the story.
I was fast asleep one night when I heard the deep drone of a heavy flying insect; the kind that are too big to fly, but do so anyway. It flew right past my ear at 12.30 am; crash landed in some boxes in the corner of the room and proceeded to dig its way inside.
This totally freaked me out!
Now no-one else hears these tiny noises when fast asleep in the middle of the night. But I do. I think it is compensation for not seeing too well, though I could do without this “gift”.
I know, without seeing it, that it is a giant cockroach. Shudder!! Even typing the word creeps me out! How did it get in the house? It must have crawled or flown in through the bathroom window before I closed it for the night.
These bugs are massive, easily 4 cm. It is an American cockroach, which, despite the name, is native to Africa and the Middle East. If you are very brave, you can click on the link here and be scared half to death along with me!
So here I am: The Last of the Great Hunters; bug hunting in boxes.
I have sprayed everywhere till the floor is sopping wet (maybe I can drown it!) and the fumes are suffocating.
And Die Already!!!
post script: To date I still haven’t found the dead body, but I can no longer hear the scuttlings. I am hoping for the best!
Due to the nature of this post the accompanying photo is not of the bug, but a gratuitous one of pretty flowers. You’re welcome!