As previously reported, I trapped a hairy, many legged, fast moving beast of a bug underneath a bowl on Friday.
As of today, the bowl is still upside down on my living room carpet, and the bug still resides underneath. Every once in awhile I cautiously lift up a tiny portion of the bowl to check if the bug is still indeed there. It's a tortuous game I play with myself, because if it somehow did indeed escape, there's no way in hell I would want to know about it.
When I checked on my little amigo this afternoon I found him curled into a pathetic ball laying against one of the plastic sides of his enclosure. "Ha, Ha!" I thought. Death must be rapidly approaching. And that is the only way I will actually get rid of said bug.
You don't even have to say it. I know- I'm a total bug wimp. I am that girl who refuses to step on or squish any insect bigger than a bee. I just think about the squishing and popping and the oozing and I just cannot....deal.
I called my parents on Saturday afternoon and asked them if they would come kill it for me. After almost getting hung up on, I was told to basically put on my big girl boots and take care of the job. But I couldn't, and the problem is still here underneath an upside down bowl.
Am I being inhumane? My mother told me tonight over a delectable lobster-filled filet dinner that I was being pretty ridiculous by leaving the bug to wither in its own misery and die a slow death instead of just killing it myself. It's an age old question: "should we take Old Yeller out back and shoot him?" kind of thing.
I'm going to go with my selfish instincts on this one. We'll see how many days it will take for Mr. Bug to perish.
My dad told me it could take weeks. Looks like I'm going to learn to appreciate my mixing bowl keeping it realer in my living room.
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Let's hope you don't need the mixing bowl before the bug dies!
Ha! Oh god, this is so what I would do. For some reason, no matter how strong and independent I am- I do NOT deal with bugs or rodents or unwanted living creatures. At all.
Eww Kayleigh...Kill it!! LOL
I'm with you I hate bugs ...yuck! I'm also guilty of trapping bugs under glasses and bowls for days until a boy of some kind (usually my boyfriend) comes to take care of my buggy problem. I just can't stand anything with more than 4 legs, it creeps me out and if it's a big bug I can't step on it b/c I hate the crunchy sound it makes ...eeew. Anywho, does the bug still reside under your mixing bowl?
I can not do spiders or cochroaches. I would have either threw a shoe at it from a safe distance (I have this fear that they will jump at me) or call my beau.
Once, I threw a shoe at a spider and it landed on him so I strategically put my foot in the shoe and pressed down. Looked carefully underneath and there he was, squished. Later (because I am too scared to pick it up, it usually takes a while) I discovered it was gone! I was freaked out that there was a mad spider out to get me. Luckily my beau found it later and in the toilet he went. I insisted we move.
Um, if I kill it, will your mom take me out for a filet and lobster dinner?
i cannot stand bugs. i hate spiders, i hate slaters, i hate the teeny wriggly things that always appear on my bedroom carpet (the curse of living in an old glasgow flat). i try to kill them whenever possible (except spiders, i hide til they go away) but i can't stand hearing the crunch if you squash them. my favourite thing is to take a huge wad of tissue, grab it and flush it down the loo. it doesn't always leave first time though.
Jamie Lovely- Thankfully I didn't. Crisis averted due to the fact that hmmm, yeah, I don't really cook.
Nicole Antoinette- YES. I did however have a few pet mice in high school and one day they got loose in my bedroom. My mom locked my door and basically didn't breathe until I came home from school and caught them.
CAG Incognito- Hehe...
Aschlee- I wish I had a boyfriend to take care of my bug problems. Never let that man go. And the answer to your question will be coming in about 5 minutes. Stay tuned.
Christie- Your bug shoe story cracked me up. What aim! What luck! Except the crawling away part. It's always so freaky how bugs always come back to life. You squish them and think that's the end of that, and then you turn around and it's GONE. It's giving me the chills just thinking about it.
J Money- My mom will cook you lobster stuffed filets if you come over during holidays, or when people she deems worthy of such a treat stop over. Start working on her early, and we might have you on the VIP list by Spring.
Princess Polly- Um, hi, can I come live in a Glasgow apartment? Because that sounds amazing :)
ahahahaha. I feel your pain. Seriously.
i do this too. i vacuumed up a cockroach once and couldn't "shake" it back out of the dustbuster. i obviously threw out the dustbuster.
Oh my god Emrlds - your comment made me laugh so hard that i'm seriously crying.
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