Little Urbanites
If there's one thing you don't expect to discover on the 25th floor of a downtown apartment block it's ants. Certainly not when we have a new cleaning lady. But there they were, swarming the cat dish, and unnerving the cat (who did nothing about them, 10,000 times larger carnivore that she is).The little creatures were barely diminished by my dogged efforts to sponge them up and wash them down the drain. And that meant there was no concealing them from sweet Janet, whose love of insects is akin to Scipio's love of Carthage. She learned from dubious sources that ants are deterred by pepper and had seasoned the baseboards before I could get home on Friday. Now we are kept awake by high-pitched sneezes coming from the walls.
The pepper being ineffective, I am resorting to chemical warfare. I've been assured that insecticide will not harm the cat, so have dosed the baseboards with something you wouldn't want on a salad. The three-second rule has officially been repealed in our abode.
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