Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Oh, no wonder I felt so odd talking about so little in my previous post.
YESTERDAY.. I brought Mambo (my dog) down for a walk. He decided to poop in this particular area that was crawling with HUGE red ants.
Okay.. Red ants. So? I'm not afraid of red ants, but I'm afraid of black ants. Which is very weird, since red ants bite and black is my favourite colour.
Okay. So the ants crawled onto Mambo. They kinda got caught in his fur.. Couldn't really move. Bless him. And me. Cause I had to get rid of all the ants.
Mambo was pooping, so DUH I put newspaper there. Some ants crawled onto the newspaper. Mambo was done. I picked the newspaper up.
"Why not wait for the ants to crawl off it before picking it up?" you ask.
"SIAO," I say. "Sekali got more crawl onto the newspaper then how?" Don't answer. :P
So.. one ant crawled onto me. And it felt uber prickly.. So I decided to stop it.
It crawled all the way up to my left sleeve, and was trying to get in, but its leg got caught on my sleeve. Bless my sleeve.
I decided to try and take it off me gently and calmly. The moment I felt it hook onto my finger, I FREAKED.
I flicked it off mucus-style. Scaaaary!
I pulled Mambo away and went home. When I was supposed to wipe Mambo.. I was SUPERLY freaked.
I had a piece of cloth, and one basin of water (with stuff inside.. Like.. shampoo-kind).
Ants were crawling (attempting to, rather) all over Mambo.. Mostly around his legs.
Taking the ants off him was traumatising. They wouldn't come off the piece of cloth even though I put them in the water.. Their legs kept getting caught. (I don't think they can walk on cloth very well.. Legs too big and feet too sticky, I think..)
Well, basically. It was very traumatising, and I was so shaken, I kept feeling ants crawling all over me when there weren't any.
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