Tonight, I used about a quarter of a can of Raid to kill one cockroach. I saw it on my wall near the sliding glass door and had to take a second look. It was about the size of a friggin rat. As I sprayed the nasty thing, it ran down the wall and into the kitchen and made it across that room before it finally succumbed to death. And even then, I had to spray it some more, because it was fighting the Raid.
Ugh. The worst thing I had to deal with in NH were the black flies and maybe some ants. But I'm not in NH any more- I'm in HI, where the cockroaches are big enough to wrestle my dog. Another reason I can't wait to get out of this place. I can deal with the black flies and ants and even mice, but not cockroaches. It's making my skin crawl to think that thing was in my house. At least it was a big, mature one, and not a tiny, baby one, because that would mean I have a bigger problem than one cockroach.
Gross. I never want to live in a cockroach-infested place like HI again.
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Ew ew ew!!!
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