Wild Kingdom, Part 2

Mammals
I dreamed last night that I opened the back door to let the dog in and six groundhogs let themselves in as well. They ignored me when I tried to shoo them off. Just lounged on the floor.

I realized today why we have the groundhogs. Last year a neighbor cat sat on the front sill and sniped rabbits coming out of the warren. Rabbits all dead: groundhogs move in.

Insects
Remember when we had the wee ants? And then we had the stocky black ants?

We also have the absurdly long-legged ants.

He called me into the kitchen to observe the ants that almost couldn’t move because they kept getting tangled up in their absurdly long legs.

I googled “long-legged ants.” Google win! Meet the Crazy Ant, also known as the Long-Legged Ant.

Ant
(Note the line drawing. There are many elegant photos of the long-legged crazy ant, and they are all under copyright. Artists love the long legs.)

Invasive of course. Can probably carry away a groundhog.


7 responses to “Wild Kingdom, Part 2”

  1. I’ve had the BIG stocky black ants which I HATE with every fiber of my being. If I had these long legged creatures I may have to abandon my house. Although since I have the house sprayed every 4 months to keep the much hated ants away, I doubt they’d show their faces around here (fingers crossed).

  2. Big Dot – Good god. I shrieked when I saw the groundhog up my arbor. I can imagine I’d shriek at Maggot Rain too.Kristie – I think Gary get his bloodlust out at the ants. Why spray when you can kill six in one blow?

  3. Becs – Gary loves the spiders. Thats why the basement ceiling is festooned in spider webs. I think they vcall them “Ghost spiders.” Then again, I saw the sore the brown recluse left on Marcia’s leg. oozy.

  4. You’ll never GUESS what happened this morning! I was vacuuming the living room (an event in itself, but that’s another story) and what did I find on the carpet? MAGGOTS! Two fat shiny squirming white maggots!! Looked suspiciously at the cats, peered under the furniture for corpses, checked my shoes for rotting tissue – and then remembered, thanks to this post, about that episode at school 40 years ago. Because the maggots were directly beneath the downlighter hole in the ceiling. Where there’s evidently a rat busily rotting right above my head. So now I can stop blaming the dog for that smell, at least…
    Amazing how much better I feel, sharing my maggots with someone in Missouri.

  5. Big Dot – I don’t think less of you because you have a constant rain of maggots on your head.

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