Ok I'm not always the brightest person out there but I like to think I can be thrifty and common sense....wise. :wink:
Today I was neither. Nor was I innovative per say. :|
Today I tried to transfer 500 crickets from a corrugated box into the cricket holder so I could reach in and pull out a few to Tiantha to munch on. :silent:
Did you know medium crickets can get between the flaps of the corrugated box and hang out there? I didn't until today. :?:
I did also find out that when you reach in to remove the potatoes form the box and shake out the egg crates those inside get very agitated and agitated crickets...hop. :?: :?:
That is to say out of the box onto my tan carpet. Nearly the same color as said crickets. Dive catch oh and keep the box well closed. Stomp a few and throw the lose ones in Tiantha open cage. Why is it open? Just in case. THAT I was smart enough to do. She enjoyed them even a few at a time.
But now I am alone with a box in one hand that is being held shut by my hand on the flaps and I have only transferred a few into the cricket carrier. So now what. :?
Ok we try again. Shake down the crickets this time. Thump thump thump on the floor. Open the box and...AHHH topside crickets lose slam the box closed repeat in Tiantha's age and...stomp more on the floor. Call Mason for help. Get cat. Mason K. Cat goes after at least one I could see. Good boy Mason. Bailing out the dumb Mom. Ok decision tape back up the box. This is not...where is the tape. JOHN! :evil:
No answer. Mutter expletives. Hollar again louder "JOHN~!!!!"
Up comes housemate who looks at me dumbly then with eyes wide on lose crickets in the house. Mason's presence calms him down. :silent:
He goes tape hunting while in the mean time I find the duck tape. Duck tape fixes EVERYTHING right? Ok Box is sealed. He comes in "I can't find...No I got it." :roll:
OK
So we go to the garage with box bag and house in tow. We two humans will try ot outwit crickets by doing this in the garage with the door open and no cat. OK cut hole in screen of box this time and shake out about 150 -300 crickets and put the entire bag in the house box to get them out. A couple escape. We find this procedure is better with LOTS of stubborn crickets when we get to the end. :evil:
The end had us both out in 30 degree weather box and bag trying to get last dregs of crickets into bag and into house...just. GAH
One decided it liked it in my sleeve on my arm and of course its a bigger one so it tickles like heck. Small freak out as its not supposed to be there. The other. We are in my basement. there are a plethora of spiders in my basement. I know this. I have stacked stone in this 108 year old house.
Don't I pick up a small cricket think its a small spider, freak, throw it kill it and go damn lost another one...
Yeah Crickets annoy me when they peep, Spiders terrify me. 500 crickets in a box a barrel of laughs and the homeowners nightmare. In writing this one I STILL have that 'creeping on me' feeling.
:roll: :!:
Today I was neither. Nor was I innovative per say. :|
Today I tried to transfer 500 crickets from a corrugated box into the cricket holder so I could reach in and pull out a few to Tiantha to munch on. :silent:
Did you know medium crickets can get between the flaps of the corrugated box and hang out there? I didn't until today. :?:
I did also find out that when you reach in to remove the potatoes form the box and shake out the egg crates those inside get very agitated and agitated crickets...hop. :?: :?:
That is to say out of the box onto my tan carpet. Nearly the same color as said crickets. Dive catch oh and keep the box well closed. Stomp a few and throw the lose ones in Tiantha open cage. Why is it open? Just in case. THAT I was smart enough to do. She enjoyed them even a few at a time.
But now I am alone with a box in one hand that is being held shut by my hand on the flaps and I have only transferred a few into the cricket carrier. So now what. :?
Ok we try again. Shake down the crickets this time. Thump thump thump on the floor. Open the box and...AHHH topside crickets lose slam the box closed repeat in Tiantha's age and...stomp more on the floor. Call Mason for help. Get cat. Mason K. Cat goes after at least one I could see. Good boy Mason. Bailing out the dumb Mom. Ok decision tape back up the box. This is not...where is the tape. JOHN! :evil:
No answer. Mutter expletives. Hollar again louder "JOHN~!!!!"
Up comes housemate who looks at me dumbly then with eyes wide on lose crickets in the house. Mason's presence calms him down. :silent: He goes tape hunting while in the mean time I find the duck tape. Duck tape fixes EVERYTHING right? Ok Box is sealed. He comes in "I can't find...No I got it." :roll:
OK
So we go to the garage with box bag and house in tow. We two humans will try ot outwit crickets by doing this in the garage with the door open and no cat. OK cut hole in screen of box this time and shake out about 150 -300 crickets and put the entire bag in the house box to get them out. A couple escape. We find this procedure is better with LOTS of stubborn crickets when we get to the end. :evil:
The end had us both out in 30 degree weather box and bag trying to get last dregs of crickets into bag and into house...just. GAH
One decided it liked it in my sleeve on my arm and of course its a bigger one so it tickles like heck. Small freak out as its not supposed to be there. The other. We are in my basement. there are a plethora of spiders in my basement. I know this. I have stacked stone in this 108 year old house.
Don't I pick up a small cricket think its a small spider, freak, throw it kill it and go damn lost another one...
Yeah Crickets annoy me when they peep, Spiders terrify me. 500 crickets in a box a barrel of laughs and the homeowners nightmare. In writing this one I STILL have that 'creeping on me' feeling.
:roll: :!:
