Mosquitoes - The Scourge of Earth

I opened the door this morning to let my 90 pound lab mix outside.  Not one toe touched the deck.  I sat on the sofa, turned on the computer to check my emails and felt an itch on my right arm.  I looked down and saw--not one, but two, mosquito bite welts.  How could this be?  I didn't even step all the way outside.  I just opened the door! 

I think they have been studying my new morning routine and have decided I am the "Breakfast of Champions" for the mosquito world.  But it doesn't have to be breakfast.  If I am in the company of ten people out of doors, I am always their first choice for a snack.  They come from miles around...their radars honed in on this Southern girl's essence. 

Laney's Mosquito Suit

Last night hubby told me he's buying me one of those new devices that clip to your clothes to keep mosquitoes at bay.  I hope it works, because they just lick off Cutter, or find the quarter inch I missed with the spray.  And Deep Woods Off doesn't seem to work much better. 

All I can say is, "Thank you, Mr. Noah!"  It's all your fault that we have these blood-thirsty vermin that make my life miserable.  When they appeared at the door of the ark, you should have slammed it shut.  But I think I've found a solution to my problem.  I'm gettin' me one of these.  What do you think?


Copyright 2011 Charlotte Laney