Thursday, May 27, 2010

Ants Bite!

Despite my love for the outdoors, I despise insects.  Seriously, the definition of an insects is a "class within arthropods that have a chitinous exoskeleton, a three-part body (head, thorax, and abdomen), three pairs of jointed legs, compound eyes, and two antennae."  What's not to love about creepy crawly exoskeletons and three part bulbous bodies?  Blech!

Now I have even more ammunition against my joint-legged friends.  Yesterday, Henry was happily playing on the ground by the garage when he started screaming bloody murder.  In the webbed skin between forefinger and thumb I found a giant ant.  I immediately flicked at it's butt, but it didn't budge.  It had burrowed its pincers into Henry's delicate skin.  I flicked and flicked and flicked.  The whole fiasco was a blur of frantic screaming on Henry's part and flicking on my part.  Finally, the battered exoskeleton fell limply to the ground.  Henry continued to scream.   I ran his hand under cold water, and he slowly calmed down.  I placed a wet tea bag on the wound.  According to the internet, which we know only tells the truth, black tea counteracts the ant bite and can alleviate pain.  One day later, a vampire bite remains, reminding me of why I despise insects.


  1. :( poor guy. I would've screamed, too! hbb

  2. He now screams every time he sees a bug. :( Uh Oh!