Bugs far outnumber humans in this house. We get the most intriguing array of complexity, size and temperament. Cicada killers are the only ones who have ignited a personal vendetta: I will chase them down and destroy them as soon as I hear that telltale hum. They are viscious and expert tacticians, and the battle is bound to be fierce.Most other bugs, though, are benevolent cohabitators. I rescue the ones perilously close to drains or gas burners, and stare unabashedly at the more alien and interesting insects.
This fella joins me as I brush my teeth this morning. I think I'll invite him to come along when I move to Castle Ridge-- he's scaled appropriately.
