The idea of ants crawling all over us - as we slept on the futon - made my skin crawl and itch. Over this last three or four weeks - I've given them a chance of life - by sucking them up the vacuum. However as the days passed more and more ants appeared - from the direction of the skirting board behind the sofa. I have said to Josh my three year old Grandchild not to stamp or kill the wee creatures. I made him the lookout for the ants - a job he seemed to enjoy - Pa Pa there's an ant he would cry - trying to catch it in his hands. Anyway last week - a half eaten piece in jam - was inadvertently left out overnight.
I discovered the following morning - ants swarming all over - not only the bread - Josh's toys were covered also. I grabbed his table - ants and toys atop - and rushed into the bathroom dumping them into the bath. The shower made short work of the creatures - and to my mind they still had a chance. Alas over the next few days they have come back with what appears a vengeance. So I have reverted to kill them - I have refrained from killing living things for at least 15years now. However enough is enough - I've laid out some insecticide bait - apparently the worker ants - with only a few days left to live - go out of the nest in order to search for food - the Queen and infants stay within the nest. Of course I had laid the bait before reading up on the life of the red ant. Dilemma dilemma.