A lot has gone on in the last few weeks, but for right now I will began with the current. Wasps. They have taken over my home, which happens to be a small camper trailer for the present time. Behind our trailer is vent for the microwave, and a small flap covers it. This was our weak point. The wasps thought they had found a great home. Until they migrated down the vent area through the cabinet which holds the microwave, they were right.
As I washed some dishes, the running water must has disrupted my roommates. The heard a buzz, and looked over my shoulder to see a paperwasp staring at me. For those of you who don’t know, wasps has the look of pure evil in their eyes.
I had to make the call. I can’t leave the goats alone, because we are not currently fenced in and Samson, well, there is no fence. This means I must put them away, and then go into town for some chemical reinforcements. After a few hours, and trying to make peace with the wasps, my decision was made. Reinforcements, here I come!
It was on my way home that I realized I had a small branch in my hair from brush work, my clothes don’t match, and I am still covered in poison oak. Real attractive.
Now, it’s dusk….
I used painter’s tape to cover their entrance to the interior.
Try to get in now!
Now I headed out back really do some damage! Ladder, check. Stick, check. Spray, wait, not just any spray. “Real Kill” spray, none of that faux kill spray here!
They have no idea how prepared I am... even I don't!
Oh mask, check. Can’t be too safe, it is toxic. And now the game face. I tried to make peace, I was downright polite, but you wasps had to push me. Well, fine.
Watch out wasps!
With the stick I left the flap, and … ANDÂ nothing. I step off the ladder, and decide a practice spray is in order. Turns out you really need to push hard to spray an extremely toxic substance. A good thing, most likely.
Round two and it is a direct hit. It sprays up to 22 feet away, so at 2 feet away, it did some damage. The nest was nearly demantled, and I was nearly on my bum. I caught myself, don’t worry.
Now I wait. I can hear some tapping on the tape. Creepy.
