@andynorth, trust me. I did not tarry very long in going to DEFCON ONE. Battle plans had to be made. Chemical warfare cruise missiles had to armed. Floodgates prepared and innocent civilians moved out of harms way. The evil empires fortress was then airlifted to a desolate area and the flood gates were opened on them!!! DROWN!!! DROWN!!!! DROWN!!!!! EVIL ONES!!!!!!!!!
While the antennaed enemies were attempting to evacuate the chemical warfare experts returned to the original battleground and annihilated the remaining enemies there...in heartless fashion, might I add. By then the enemy that was evacuating the flooded fortress had found solid ground outside of the moat. The chemical expert was called in and, again, laid waste to the enemy!!!! <HAR!!! HAR!!!! HARRRR!!!!!!!!>
The next morning there was not a single six-legged demon moving!!!!! <HA!!!!!HAHA!!!!!HAHA!!!!!!HA!!!!!!!>
Btw, did I mention I really hate ants. Now, mind you, some regular ol' south Alabama ants I can deal with...but these are foreigners invading *my* space and are really, really not very nice. These are argentine ants, to the best of my knowledge...they get *EVERYWHERE*!!!! Did I mention....
@stephenboss2000, we get them in the house, too. At least a couple of times each summer I hear the battle cry of "ANTS IN THE CABINET!!!"
If you catch them on the counter you can take a one of those wet "Clorox CleanUp" wipes (or a generic version) and "wipe" the ants up with just a little pressure...I guess the bleach kills them or something. Good way to kill them where you don't want to be spraying. We can't even leave feed outside in the garage for that no-good, night owl, day-sleeping, worthless tomcat of ours...and least not for over an hour or so or the ants wrap it up. Btw, I don't think I've mentioned it to you, but I *really* hate ants!!!!
@evenwind, shhh!!!! The local authorities are still investigating that...situation.
Right now I'm in the process of trying to thwart yet another nemesis of mine....WHITE-TAILED-DEER. My gardening buddy
conned talked me into cranking my old garden back up. I've been working on getting the aging electric fence back up and running before I plant my zipper cream peas.
I'm getting there, slowly but...well, I'm getting there.