Eagle eye Roomie A spotted the little (actually quite large) guy under the washing machine and our strong, village landlady came down with her mom. The two of them went into the bathroom with the plunger and after much banging and crashing emerged asking for a plastic bag. Then they yelled, "Oh no! He's not quite dead...YET." We then saw more plunger action and eventually he got scooped into a grocery bag while still moving a bit. Major props to Roomie M for holding the bag and ensuring his sure capture during the squirming. Then we took him off to the trash (by trash, I mean we left him on the side of the road at the informally designated trash/grazing area around the corner).
So getting ready to be done with this part of my life here. Also, I'm very thankful we have a landlady who doesn't seem to be bothered too much by exterminator duties.
2 comments:
Ummm... best story and pictures ever.
see...i knew i could count on you to appreciate that! -amber
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