Oh, boy, now I know what those little transparent wings are that appeared on MY sofa in the living room and became more prevalent as the summer heated up. Today a really nice man came and said, Oh, it’s the season for these little insects and we’ll have to put something around the corners of each room so that they are…er…dissuaded from munching further parquet snacks.
What a mess to find their little fairy wings under the couch cushions and strewn along the baseboards of the living room, but fortunately they are only here in MY corner. Maybe they were after ME!!!
Boy, that’s all I need in this weather; little wormy-like critters making themselves at home in my fur. Oh, boy.
So mama sprayed some bad stuff around and opened all the windows and it seem to dissipate, whatever that is, and now I can crawl back under the couch without fear of ATTACK.
Those little wings were sort of cute, I must say. Like little Tinkerbells’ wings except really tiny.
So the man is coming back to bring some little boxes that contain some attractive substance except not to kitties or anthros.
Thank heaven.
I certainly do not need MY wings clipped!
Get that spray can AWAY FROM ME, MAMA!
Yuck…termites are no good…they deserve to have their wings clipped.
Well, they took a hike. But mama thinks they are gathering their forces for another attack…we’ll see. I’ll be sure to warn her when I see them coming…
Oh, goodness, no! We can’t have your wings clipped, Loulou. They don’t grow back like your nails do.
Well, they didn’t get me and mama got rid of them anyway..