last night's photo of victim stunned into submission by the heel of my Cydwoq Sandals that I love
Alex came back. My Bug Guy. Because the bugs came back. First it was one on the steps that Lucy discovered first thing one morning. Then, that night, two or three--it's all a blur of stomping and gasping--in my bedroom. So Alex came back. After he did his thing we showed him what Dr. Gooch suspected were termites infesting one of the Four Oaks out front. Alex confirmed our suspicions and dug at the nest a bit at the base of the tree with his blue-gloved finger. Suddenly a large black ant (a carpenter ant, he taught us) began to crawl toward the termites home, we all watched, then,
"You see that?!" In his endearing Dominican accent, "see how he stopped? Did you see that?Ants and termites are enemies. Ants eat termites!"
Alex glanced up the trunk of the tree and then,
"Look! That wasp and that butterfly! They're having a confrontation! They both want the tree sap." And they were. Obviously thrilled, he confessed, "This is why I got into this business, because you get to see things like this!"
This is why I love my guys. Because I get little glimpses into the lives so different from mine and so loved by the ones living them.
I'm not happy about the returning roaches, but I trust Alex when he promises to wield his exterminating powers. Friday morning, we'll be meeting the tree guy to tackle the termites.
*If you're wondering whether Dr. Gooch has shown any signs of jealousy, the answer is yes. After he went upstairs yesterday to rest from his ordeal, I received this text: there is another woman in bed with me
I stopped what I was doing to investigate and captured the photo below. I'm not too worried. Hazel felt bad for her sick Dad and thought he might want some company--she was apparently to busy to fill that role and offered a stunt double.