When you live in the country, you live with the critters that invade your house. We have wolf spiders, Indiana wood roaches, no-see-ems, midges, biting flies, wasps, gnats, ants, etc.
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If they’re inside, I take them outside. It’s a no-kill kind of house, at least from my point of view. Ken also takes out bugs, but he draws the line on mice. Ick, mice.
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When my daughter Dakota was little, she loved to have sleep overs. Some kids were afraid to come, afraid to get out of the car, sure that wolves or bears would eat them (we have neither). It shocked me how much these kids had been raised with no knowledge about the woods.
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Once I took a traumatized girl home when a wolf spider appeared on the wall of Dakota’s bedroom. Dakota assured her there was nothing to fear and took the spider outside. But the girl was so terrified all she could do was shake and scream to go home.
My friend Beverly told me if you found her out in the woods you should call 911 cause she’d been kidnapped. To her credit she is from Chicago.
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But we share the woods, the city too, with all kinds of animals. We should know about them: who to stay away from and who won’t hurt you. It’s good to be educated about who you live with whether they’re human or not.
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Dakota liked to play in the creek just down from our house. I remember telling her, “Watch out for copperheads honey and have a good time!” Was I worried about her? No. She’s smart about snakes, sinkholes, poison mushrooms and other hazards. We made sure she got lessons every time she walked outside.
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This morning I stepped on our old-school scale and found a wood roach had made its way onto the scale face. Every time I stepped on the scale the needle chased the little bugger around the dial. Hilarious.
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Naturally I stepped (ah jumped) on the scale a few times to see if that would drive it off the face. Alas, it just scurried around faster. It probably caused me to weigh more. Ok, probably not.
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I checked again a few minutes ago, and no wood roach was to be seen. I’m betting it headed for a less exciting environment. Wood roaches prefer the bark of trees. Maybe I’ll set the scale under a tree so little Roachy can return to nature. This may cause more hilarity. I can hear Ken now. “Hey babe, why is the scale in the yard?”
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