When they finished xeriscaping my front yard, something odd happened. I opened my front door and encountered a cloud of gnats. The same thing happened at the back door. Either it’s the season for gnats or disturbing the soil did something to the gnat population.
Invariably, they found their way inside my house. You know how much I hate insects of any kind. To have them buzzing around my face, trying to get into my food, or just being seen was too much for me.
A few days ago, I ordered some flying insect traps. They’re shaped like little apples and you pour a liquid into them. Evidently it’s supposed to attract gnats and flies that fall into the trap and die. They worked, but not as fast as I wanted them to. I wanted the bugs gone – NOW!
Three days ago, I ordered a bug zapper from Amazon (and it was relatively cheap at $30.00 or so). When I say I hate insects, I really, really, really hate insects. I don’t want to see them. I want to know there’s a barrier around my house. Insects nudge each other and say, “Uh oh, don’t go there.”
With the zapper arrived, I charged it and put it in the breakfast area. It’s rechargeable, but you have to fully charge it before it will work without an AC adapter. So I gave it a few hours and when the light turned green, I turned it on.
Last night, as I was sitting in the living room with Flash, I heard the sound of a zap. Success! Flash’s ears perked up. Every time a gnat died, he glanced toward the kitchen. At first I thought it was malfunctioning because there was a zap followed by six more zaps. To my great surprise, the paper I put under the zapper was filled with dead gnats.
I was one happy camper.
I brought the bug zapper – which is really in the shape of a lantern – into my bedroom last night and put it on the nightstand. I had noticed one or two gnats buzzing around me the night before. As much as I hate insects, the idea of having one circling me as I slept was horrifying.
I really don’t like bugs.
I tucked Flash into his little bedroom area and moved the gate so he had to stay there. It’s a routine we’ve followed the last four years. Every night I give him a snack and he goes right to his bed.
After I took my bath and got into bed, I grabbed my iPad and started to read for a while.
The zapper, in the meantime, zapped once. I smiled whenever I heard that noise and said something kind and compassionate like, “Die sucker.”
All of a sudden, however, it flashed a white light. Instead of a gnat, a fly had flown into it. Such a meaty fly that sparks shot out from the unit. Flash, up until this time, had been fast asleep. At the sound of the super zap, he bolted up and flew out of his bedroom. When I say flew, I’m speaking literally. He bounded over his gate, which was 4 feet high.
I turned off the zapper, got out of bed, and tried to coax him back into his bedroom. He wouldn’t go. Short of putting his collar and leash on and dragging him back, I had few alternatives. Finally, I left the gate open, turned to him and said, “Okay, you can sleep on the bathroom floor.” And that’s what he did, half in and half out at the bedroom all night. When I woke up, he was still the same position. He wasn’t getting anywhere near his bedroom or his comfy little bed.
The gnats are all gone. Every single one of them. Yay, zapper!
The funny thing is, Flash didn’t whine at me this morning plus we slept late. Both of us.
Maybe the moral of the story is that routines should be changed. Maybe I won’t put him in his bedroom tonight, either. He can sleep anywhere in my bedroom he chooses.
As far as Flash is concerned, however, it will be very far away from the zapper.