The warm weather has brought a few creatures out of hiberbnation. Being an animal-loving person I find it really hard to kill anything - especially creepy crawlies. The sight of a spider - no matter how small - can reduce Dan to a screaming gibbering nervous meltdown wreck, so many's the time I have to go and rescue some poor unfortunate arachnid who is being screamed at. I usually just pop them outside and all's well that ends well.
Last night however, Eric the Earwig was wandering across my living room floor, so I went to pick him up and pop him outside, and he nipped me!!!! They have a pair of viscous pincers on their rear end, and Eric (no doubt traumatised) closed his into the fleshy part of my fore finger.
OUCH OUCH OUCH. I ran to the door and tried to fling him off my finger, but he was well and truly hanging on!!! Eventually I managed to shake him free, and came back inside to inspect the damage. There was blood - only a tiny pinprick - but blood all the same. That's what you get for being an animal-lover!!!
This morning Eric is back (well, it looks like Eric) nonchalantly strolling across the carpet.
Secretly I hope that Fifi gets him. Look at what she does to the pidgeons, earwigs don't stand a cat in hell's chance.