Roaches Die!
We’ve dealt with ugly spiders and fast moving silverfish, neither of which I appreciate invading our apartment. But today, upon my arrival home I was greeted by a new, just as hideous creature. A ROACH!! I’ve heard about other people finding these pests, but so far I’ve never once seen one. I was less than pleased, to say the least.
The roach was not at all pleased either, and proceeded to race around in circles trying to find a way out. Realizing quickly that this thing was much too large for me to want to kill, I tried to scoop him onto a piece of paper and get him safely out the door. He raced so fast he ran right across the paper and back onto the floor several times, but each time I managed to get him closer to the door. When he finally realized he was outside, he scuttled as fast as he could toward the stairs and plummeted off the side. I don’t know what became of him after that, I was just happy to have him out of my living room.
Well done, sister
I, too, loath roaches with every fiber of my being. Before Dan and I had even met, I had a nasty experience doing battle with some roaches in my bathroom using only a plastic handsoap dispenser and my wits. There was much shrieking and shuddering, but in the end, I was VICTORIOUS! I was not so nice as to let them make it outside. I wanted them vanquished!