Friday, August 19, 2011

Goliath Encounter

So about two weeks ago I was still living in Rita's apartment.  It was hot so I opened the front door for a little while.  Well, that was a horrible idea.  Many, many, many bugs came inside.  I fought off most of them with a fly swatter, but then I was introduced to the largest mosquito I had ever seen.....hence I named him Goliath.  At first I thought I would let him fly around because he was very hard to catch.  Then I had visions of me sleeping in my bed with him attached to my face and sucking me dry.  And because I am quite fond of my blood and very much disliked the idea of having a mosquito bite the size of Mt. Olympus on my face, I made it my quest to kill him.  Yeah.....stupid bug had me jumping all over the apartment for a good hour before I finally got him.  Hopefully no one saw me through the window.... haha!




Come to find out, Goliath was a Mosquito Hawk - not a mosquito.  They eat mosquitos!  So my poor face would have been safe anyway.  Oh well.....it was still an interesting night! :)

1 comment:

  1. Poor, poor Goliath....and you definitely are your Grandpa's granddaughter...his thing of course, were the millers. Interesting...never heard of a mosquito hawk! Great post!

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