Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: FOUND!

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

05 March 2008

FOUND!

I found them! Three Pest Control Guys hadn't found them and two separate treatments hadn't killed them. I couldn't find the nests even after taking the bed apart - literally. I took some scissors and cut the ensemble base open, but we didn't find them until we tipped the base up on its side. Check it out!

This the base of our ensemble up on its side.
It has nine castors: little wheels that screw in.

Sadly, there is a little square of thin cardboard between each castor and the bed. And bedbugs are known for nesting in books, so I guess they liked these cardboard squares.

And they love living in the dark under things like sewn-on labels on mattresses or between slats and bed bases. So this was The Ritz for them.

All the classic things we've been searching for. Shed skins, mess, spots of blood (maybe they drink too much of my blood and throw up a bit?) and bugs.

And the Pest Control Company, bless them, came right around for some Bed Bug Genocide. Well, Pesticide anyway. Dead, dead, all the bed bugs dead.

We're still sleeping on the couch, but we're sleeping easier. Soon we'll have a new bed, a pest-free room, good nights' sleep and I might, just might, have pretty legs again. Well, you know...

1 comments:

Swift Jan said...: I am glad you found the wretched things Kate!!! Enjoy your new bed when you get it!! ANd enjoy lovely legs too :D; 05 March, 2008 11:57

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I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.