You know what they don't tell ya when the building next door gets knocked down?
The ants. They don't tell ya about the friggin' ants. They take every food source away and grade the site so it's flat and neat, but there're still millions of ants looking to get fed.
Add to that some rain that has no storm water drains to go into and so raise the water table, and you've got bajillions of the buggers looking to get fed. Where do they go? My place apparently. π€¬
That is all.
@DyDave Oh dear. Um.... you'll laugh about it someday?
I feel for you.
π Thanks!
They're feeling it too, TBH, because I'm past my wit's end and have moved into merciless mode.
I've got a 2l jug of Borax, a jar of honey, and the will to use them!*
*Apologies to any Society For The Protection Of Ants members out there**
** Nah, JK! Sorry not sorry!
@DyDave I think there is no shame in self defense.
: )
Same! π
They have a giant world to live in, and I'm only denying them a tiny part of it.
I don't even mind them in the garden and only got a little peeved when they started crawling all over me and into my shoes while I was pruning yesterday. π€·ββοΈ
Good tip! I remember those but I don't think they're on the market here anymore.
There've always been ants here - I live on a giant sandhill, so you get that π€·ββοΈ - but the demolition's just dialled it up to about 1 gajillion.
This Borax and honey mixture seems to wipe out the whole colony pretty well. It takes a while for them to cart enough back to the nest to destroy the whole colony, but it's worth it.
*smiles grimly*