He always promptly disappeared into the basket next to the toilet. Made me a little leery of going near the basket for my hairdryer and flat iron. He would disappear for a few days and then came back, disappear for a few days and then.... this morning, there he was before I got in the shower.
Clearly, he was weakened by the time spent hiding out in the bathroom as I was able to go get a cup from the kitchen and catch him (I don't do bug killing - sorry, Will). Now, I did maim him in the process - he lost a back leg - but he was alive and kicking many hours later. For perspective on the hugeness of these crickets, check out the next pic.
Humans: 1, Crickets: 0
We finally get a pet and you want to keep him cooped up under a cup! Let me know if you see him jumping around, because I haven't seen him since he went swimming a few hours ago.
ReplyDeleteThat thing is prehistoric-scary! Reminds me of the basement dwellers at 4106. I put a bar of Irish Spring in the shower and the big hairy spiders have stopped, but the million leggers and their babies just won't go away. The other night I went to bed with one on the ceiling, I still can't believe I was able to fall asleep :(
ReplyDelete@Liz: Those million leggers may have forgotten the terms of the truce--they were allowed to live as long as I didn't see them--or perhaps they figure the basement is fair game now that I'm gone. You may have to renegotiate.
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