Scorpions in da’ House
Living in the desert southwest pretty much guarantees you’re going to encounter scorpions at some point in your life. I remember when some friends came to visit and were planning on having their children sleep on air mattresses on the floor. Since our house bordered the Phoenix Mountain Preserve (sounds wild, right?), we decided that cots would be a better plan. Toward the end of their visit, screams came from the living room.
“IS THAT A SCORPION? IS THAT A SCORPION?”
Yep, it was a scorpion. Some guests scattered, while wanna-be heroes ran toward the creature. Before I could say anything … Splat. Glow-in-the-dark body fluids illuminated my floor. Recently, I ended up in a discussion about where female scorpions their babies. On their backs. They carry them on their backs. So, when people stomp on scorpions, there is a chance they are scattering all of the tiny babies throughout the house. I was informed that I should drop a strip of duct tape or packing tape on the scorpion before squishing it make sure I get “all” of them. Ewwwwww.
Peace-niks and pacifists will be thinking, “Why not just carry it outside?” So, I’ve posted a picture so they can better understand the squeamishness the rest of us have when we encounter the anthropods in our living rooms.
