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Roaches left and right were coming out of the crawlspace of the house and getting beheaded for the stray cats to devour. An insect bomb was released right next to a passive air vent in an attempt to rid the house of possible ticks and such. The cloud of Mortein hovered, then lifted again. I may have spent one to many minutes reading leather because the odour started to get a little sweet.
The fear of ticks and whatever stems from the fact that there is a family of birds semi-living underneath the roof tiles. One half is out foraging for worms and grubs while the babies—possible a family of indian miners—is inside and under kicking and scratching in the crawlspace. When the bomb was released they ran all over to the otherside of the roof/ceiling area. Chirping and scratching, that competes with the microwave and television.
This morning I awoke to the sounds of even more fervent attempts coming from behind the wall. It seems as though some workmen working across the street were called over to pave over the tiles, all while thinking that the birdettes have left the building. One remains as it was somewhere else. Now the corner of the house has a trio or so of birds flapping madly trying to get to their offspring, with food in mouth no less. Either the bird will die and call upon maggots and such or someone is going to break open the roof.
Soon Van - Wednesday, 17 October 2001 - 10:16
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