Scorpion Visit – Not the First Occurrence – But the First to Frighten Me – I Know – I’m a Sissy – Steve Killed it for Me – He Is So Sweet –

This is my third confrontation with a scorpion.

My first scorpion sighting was the one in the photo you see. I suggested that it may have been under the influence of pest control, because it didn’t move. Steve explained that it was only playing dead, but as soon as we would draw near enough, it would strike. This defeated enemy wrangled with death for a few moments after Steve struck it, and that was it. Off to the toilet. Not too scary.

The second scorpion was waiting for me in our bedroom. I thought it was dead, but it was alive. This was shortly after Steve’s hip replacement operation, so I felt I needed to deal with it myself. The scorpion was clinging to the door frame in a stance as still as death, so I excused myself from its presence to get the fly swatter. The bug was not very large, after all, and I thought it was dead, but as I struck it, it came to life again. It fell off the door frame onto the floor twisting and attempting to run. I struck it again, scooped it up with the fly swatter, plunged it into the toilet and flushed. Done. Not too scary.

The scorpion last night struck panic in me! As I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom off the bedroom, I could see a huge scorpion lurking behind my wire toothbrush stand. It saw me, too! This one did not freeze frame like the other two. This one charged toward me with amazing speed and agility! Yikes! I did what most women do in such a circumstance. I screamed! Three times! Steve came running, as all heroes do. He knocked it onto the floor and killed it with the handle of his hairbrush. Dead. Forever. Flushed! Steve is SO wonderful. Ah. Life is good.