It was bad enough yesterday to mistake a rat for Winston’s squeaky squirrel (still creeped out) while we were re-organizing the shed but this morning, while refilling the finch feeder at Shangri-Lar, a cranky wasp left his mark right on my heel.
I think I’ll stay inside for a few days.
They showed up more than a few times when we lived in Pasadena and I still get shivers when I think about them.
Yes. Stay indoors.