We have ants. Like serious, hardcore ants. None of this Antz bullshit with a pussified, neurotic Woody Allen ant who can’t seem to get his shit together. None of this Bug’s Life bullshit with cutesy-wootsy little ants scurrying around trying to be all innocent about porking each other until they have a brood of larvae. I’m talking about a serious infestation. Like our entire backyard is an extended ant hill.
Like if we leave food out for longer than 30 seconds it gets swarmed by hundreds of ants.
(Speaking of leaving food out, the maggots from yesterday were being consumed by the ants when I got home from work. The ants had crawled up the side of the 3.5 foot tall trashcan, down the inside, and were trying to haul the maggots, writhing and wriggling, back up and out of the trashcan. I helped them out by covering them in lighter fluid and setting them on fire. Did you know maggots pop in the fire? It’s gross. But I didn’t know how to feel about the ants. On the one hand, they’re bastard ants. On the other hand, they were helping out with the maggot problem. I didn’t really shed any tears when I torched their asses though, so I guess I still don’t really like them.)
At first ACWF was spraying them with glass and surface cleaner and just letting the ant die in a puddle of lemon scented bubbles. Finally she started taking my approach of just crushing them with her finger. I’m glad to see how quickly she overcame her fear.
We put some poison down outside, and traps inside (nothing that the cat can get into) but I think this will just stave them off until the winter. I imagine we’re going to come at the ants hard as soon as everything begins to thaw in the spring, and we just have to give up this summer as lost.
Anybody have any ant advice?
