Rat thoughts

We've been having a serious invasion of millipedes lately.  Millipedes are harmless to humans, they're not poisonous, they don't bite or sting, and they don't eat furniture, books, human food or anything else usually found inside a home.  When they get inside a house, it's by accident and they usually don't live long; millipedes like cool, dark, wet environments, something most homes are not.

For several years now, I'd see the occasional millipede inside the house, but they were fairly rare.  Until the past week.  This year has been unusually wet, which probably accounts for the HUGE numbers of millipedes (and other aquatic insects like mosquitos) that I've been seeing outside.  And now that it's fall, it's time for them to migrate.  That means a dramatic increase in the number of millipedes that have wandered into the house.  Prior to this week, I was finding maybe a millipede every few weeks or months at most.  Now I've been dispatching dozens in a single day.  And there are hundreds more outside.

Stepping on them isn't very effective, because they like to hang out in corners so I can only get them with the edge of my shoe, however their exoskeleton is strong enough to withstand that.  I can only squish them if I catch them in the open.

While waiting for the dogs to do their business, I saw dozens of the darned bugs crawling around on the steps.  I tried stepping on them, but it wasn't helping much and there were more bugs than I could stomp.  Then I saw a tool for working with electric fence wire lying on the steps.  The edge was a bit sharp, so I tried pressing it against the middle of one of the millipedes.  Sure enough, it sliced the bug clean in two...

And then the head end started crawling off like nothing happened!  AUGH!  ZOMBIEPEDES!

One good thing about living this far out is you're relatively safe from zombies.  There is a cemetery a few miles away, but it's along the highway that leads into town.  Any zombies that do come this way, we'll be able to spot at least a half-mile out, easy pickings for my grandfather's old Marine Corps sniper rifle.

We do have to worry about zombie sheep, but they make great snacks for the dogs, so it's manageable