I know most of my posts are about creatures in my yard, but guys, my house is seriously like a freakin' wildlife refuge or something. My worst bug related fear happened a short time ago. I have had more than one nightmare about these things in the past. I like bugs, when I was little I collected them in jars every day of the summer. I wanted to be an insectologist. They may give me a scare when they suddenly appear while I'm gardening, but then I see that it's just a bug and I move on, but this is the bug I am really afraid of. And it was in my house! It was a Scorpion. Granted, it was a very wee scorpion, but that didn't stop me from running to Cody, waking him up from the dead of sleep, and standing on a chair squealing in the next room watching Cody scoot it into a cup. Bleh.
I wanted it to be gone, for good, but I hate killing things. Just the thought of them crunching to death under a shoe gives me the heebies. That is why my yard has millions of snails. So....I decided to be a big girl, I actually HELD the cup the scorpion was INSIDE of and....walked it down to the end of my street (with a flashlight on it the entire time so I knew it was still in there) and threw it far, far into an empty lot. Yeah, I'm a dork.