My humom has declared war on the six-legged bugs overrunning our hotel room. I don't care about them myself, as long as they leave me and my food alone. They don't taste good and are too small to bother eating anyway.
Humom doesn't scream or jump around or do anything truly amusing when she sees these bugs. Usually she just says, "Oh for heaven's sake," which ranks alongside a pretty typical response to a student essay. The last really impressive screaming and jumping around she did was on Maui when she found a massive centipede under the sheet. Hawai'i centipedes are like scorpions with double stingers and a LOT of legs.
Here the bugs are small but numerous. She's put out a bunch of black boxes called HoyHoy. I watched her put them together and she wouldn't let me help, even though they smelled interesting. When she came home from school today and had to extricate my paw from one, I thought it was mean of her to gloat "caught a Malaroach" ...
-- Missy out
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