Yuech, yuck, YUCK!
There were maggots crawling around the bottom of the kitchen garbage can when I pulled the bag out this morning. They were everywhere, under the rug and all over the floor...I tried calling for Jonathan and gagged instead.
Since I had to keep running outside for fresh air, Jonathan ended up doing most of the cleaning and exterminating. I have never in my adult life experienced maggots, and I'm sure I don't know my mother survived three pregnancies in the tropics; there are much stronger smells in the Philippines!
The moral of this story is: If you live in St. Louis, change your trash often and look forward to the first freeze. (The tales of winter weather here are starting to sound more and more appealing!)
P.S. I'm assuming you don't really want a picture, so I'm not including any.
4 comments:
gross!
I thought fruit flies were bad. Yuck.
That's enough to gag a maggot!!!
I think you'd prefer those maggots to what my cat once introduced to our house... tapeworm. (Shudder.) You DON'T WANT TO KNOW the stories I have about that. But it might make its way, in one way or the other, into the dark side of a future fantasy story. Ugh.
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