The bugs and me

I hate box elder beetles. I had never seen one until we moved to the county and built a light coloured house that gets a lot of sunshine. These stupid bugs congregate on the sunny side of our house on sunny late summer and fall days. Last year, we had thousands of them. Many managed to get into the house so all winter we would find five or six of them each day. Nothing like waking up to a box elder on your pillow!

I’ve tried spraying them with a plain old soap and water solution and spraying them with store-bought insecticidal soap. Both methods work for the bugs that get sprayed, but other ones come in swarms to replace them. This year I filled my wet-dry vac with a soap and water solution and I have been vacuuming them off the side of the house. Ha! It seems to be working. Don’t tell the bugs.

Author: Marsha

I write historical fiction, mostly from the perspective of young people who are thrust in the midst of war.

7 thoughts on “The bugs and me”

      1. Hmm. Apparently it didn’t know that it’s safer to brave the cold than seek shelter in your house. I hope all the other bugs got the memo.

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