Mrs. HM does not like crickets. It's not like she has a phobia. Just a healthy dislike for the hairy-legged insects that hide themselves away and make noises at intervals that are quite annoying, and have the nerve to JUMP when capture is attempted. Oh, who are we kidding. Capture is not the objective. Obliteration is the objective!
Last week, a cricket made itself known during the hour that Mrs. HM takes her afternoon nap before town. It was in the master bathroom, chirping away, disturbing the ZZZZZs Mrs. HM could have enjoyed during her regular relaxation time. Of course there was no sign of the cricket when Mrs. HM entered the master bathroom for her daily shower. I can only assume that it was somewhere in the pipes of the big triangle tub. I don't know how it would have gotten there. The only thing different from the usual non-cricket days was the act of Farmer H shutting off the water, to work on a connection on the water heater.
Anyhoo... for days that cricket chirped at nap time. One day I saw it! Perched on the top of one of the round fixtures that might be jets for the big triangle tub. As The Universe would have it, that fixture was on the back side of the tub. No way could Mrs. HM balance herself to reach back there for vengeance. Nor did she want to step inside to chase it.
But wait! It was not that single cricket. Upon return from town later in the week, Mrs. HM spied a cricket invading the Mansion! It was on the back porch. When Mrs. HM unlocked the kitchen door and pushed it open, that cricket JUMPED OVER THE THRESHOLD!!!
Oh, no, NO! Not on Mrs. HM's watch! She stepped in and squashed that invader forthwith!
I do not randomly kill insects in their natural habitat. But once they invade MY SPACE, they are fair game for hunting (and KILLING!). No way is an invader going to hide away in my Mansion and infest the place with offspring. No siree, Bob!
For two days, I have not heard the bathroom cricket. Doesn't mean it's gone. Only that it is not chirping during my naptime. That's a wise move.
2 comments:
Having crickets inside is supposed to be lucky, like having geckos hanging around is also supposed to be lucky but they don't need to be inside. Anyway, I'd prefer them to stay outside too.
River,
I can state unequivocally that it is UNLUCKY for a CRICKET to be inside Mrs. HM's Mansion! I wonder if that's a thing the cricket community discusses amongst themselves.
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