Over the last couple of weeks - it seems like an eternity but some say I may be a bit dramatic about this - our house has been invaded by moths. It is the closest thing I will get to understanding the story in Exodus of the 10 Plagues in Egypt (DISCLAIMER- I realize this does not compare to the 10 plagues nor is it really applicable, but it puts the story into perspective nonetheless). While our water is not turning to blood and our livestock are healthy, we are being invaded by what I am SURE is 10 different types of moths all at once. After this "minor" plague I am yelling LET MY PEOPLE GO - people meaning the Huyser's.
Each night we spend anywhere from an hour to two hours killing between 50 to 100 moths in our house. THEY ARE EVERYWHERE!!! We have hundreds in our house, thousands in our garage, millions in our soffit on the porch, and trillions in our attic. Everyone keeps telling me they will be gone in a week due to migration........... but that was four weeks ago..... they lied to the new girl......... Secretly I am wishing the moths would migrate to those people's house so they realize the error of their assertions.
At first Daron and I were grumpy about our uninvited house guests and were taking it out on each other. I am assuming this is the same thing that happens when your spouse invites "his" friends to stay over for the weekend but forgets to tell you they are coming and you had other plans. They were so bad one night that we packed our bags and went and stayed at the in-laws. My husband says it was because he was tired and did not want to deal with my dramatic whining......... believe what you want but he still left and said he would not have slept that night for fear of a moth attack. Someone who was just doing this to get me to be quite would not make those statements!! That is my story and I am sticking to it.
Much to our dismay, we only had one fly swatter to our name. I became resourceful and used the Angus Journal. For those of you not familiar with the Angus Journal, it is like the size of an Atlas and has major killing power. That lasted for a week until our one and only fly swatter finally broke in half. It was at that point we had to reach into our reserves and spend $2.00 for his and hers fly swatters. We became deadly moth killing machines......
One night my husband stayed at the feedlot leaving me to face the moths alone. The whole drive home I was praying that they had miraculously LET MY PEOPLE GO and left the premises. Much to my dismay, I opened the door only to discover they had multiplied. All that stood between my home and the moths was me and my handy dandy pink fly swatter. GAME ON.... after I said a few words under my breath about my husband leaving me to battle alone. With perfect swatting form, I began one by one killing the 100 moths that had invaded my home. Over an hour later, my house looked like a battle field. A 1000 moths lay in various states of dead all over my kitchen, dinning room, living room, and entryway. All hail the mighty victor. Before I began burying the dead, I waited patiently for my husband to return to pay homage to the victory that was mine.
If there was a school of moth killing, Daron and I have just received our PhD. Just call us Doctor Moth Killers. Daron has received recognition in the field for his backward swat killing technique and I am famous for my squeal and kill move. We are in the process of starting a training school for dogs on learning how to be deathly killers of moths.
I am sure at this point in the story, most of you are asking how do you get rid of them? The simple answer is: YOU DON'T!!! At least not at this time of year, the damage has already been done. The time to remedy this situation was in the early fall with larva killing spray. My poor husband had the task of breaking this dreadful news to me, which you can imagine I did NOT take well. So for now I must rely on soapy water under a lamp and our newely acquired swatting skills.
Sincerely,
Doctor Moth Buster
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