Blessed with a rare dollop of free time on Saturday afternoon, I took the opportunity to perform some badly needed yard work. One prominent item on the to-do list was trimming some tree branches that had grown too close to the house.
Since we don’t have a ladder tall enough to reach the higher branches, I had to get at them from a second-story window. I opened a window in the Cutlet’s bedroom and went to work. The trimming went without incident, but before I could finish up, I was met with an unpleasant complication: Two wasps flew in through the open window.
We’ve had a problem with wasps in the house this year. We’re not sure where they’ve been coming from, but they’re not exactly welcome visitors.
I think this image pretty much sums it up:
One of the wasps immediately flew back outside, but the other one seemed inclined to stick around for a while. Upon closer inspection, the wasp was actually clutching another insect as it flew around.
Oh, so this wasp thought he was going to just fly into my daughter’s bedroom and eat his dinner? Nope. Not going to happen.
The biggest problem with wasps is that they come equipped with a formidable defense system, and if you try to get them to go where they don’t want to go, they’re not shy about using it.
If I was going to properly battle this insect, I’d have to take precautions to ensure that he couldn’t use that weapon against me. And so I donned my special wasp fighting suit:
I felt confident that unless the wasp went after the tip of my nose, he wasn’t going to be able to hurt me.
My goal wasn’t to kill the wasp. Preferably, he would leave the house and we could both go on our merry way. But sometimes, that’s not the way these types of things play out.
I was able to trap him against the window with a small plastic container. I tried to slide the container down the window in hopes that he would then choose to fly outside. But as I started to lift the container over the edge of the window, his head popped out, and my first instinct was to push down.
Do you want to know the difference between that wasp and myself? My head is still attached to my body. Wasps may be tough as far as insects go, but apparently their necks are not stronger than plastic.
I threw the wasp’s still twitching body out the window, and I hoped that he would serve as a warning to any other wasps that might want to venture into our house: If you enter, you risk decapitation at the hands of the Cutter!
Have any of you ever dealt with wasps? Was my outfit a bit too much?