Wasps?
This morning my dad cheerfully told me he thinks there is a bees nest under our french windows - and it's been there a day or two. I asked him if he's going to pop out to get some killer, and he looked at me shocked and said we can't kill bees.
So I go off in my nightie to investigate...
I don't think those are bees...
So I murdered some. Which is the best way to find out what creature it is. Dead things don't move much, you see.
Millie, our cat, naturally approves of this death and destruction.
Personally, I think they are wasps. And, after a few laps of running round the garden flailing my arms as they chased me about, I managed to floof some wasp killer into the nest hole. Ha! Take that!
Of course, I might be a terrible bee-murderer, now. But that's something I just have to live with.
So I go off in my nightie to investigate...
I don't think those are bees...
So I murdered some. Which is the best way to find out what creature it is. Dead things don't move much, you see.
Millie, our cat, naturally approves of this death and destruction.
Personally, I think they are wasps. And, after a few laps of running round the garden flailing my arms as they chased me about, I managed to floof some wasp killer into the nest hole. Ha! Take that!
Of course, I might be a terrible bee-murderer, now. But that's something I just have to live with.