The rainstorm hit just as I drove up to the house. Running from the garage to the kitchen door, a distance of no more than 30 feet, I was as drenched as I would have been if I had jumped into the pool. I created a river as I ran across the kitchen, dining room and living room, shedding clothes the entire way.  Once dried off (except for my hair) and in my nightgown, I wasn’t about to carry the cats’ food bowls out to the garage, and how could I expect the cats to eat their dinner in the driving rain? So they dined in the kitchen and quickly afterwards, chose their beds for the night. Kukla on the back of the living room sofa and Ollie on my freshly laundered, ironed and folded sheet.  I think they are in for the night.  Earlier, I had foolishly kept the kitchen door open, thinking they might wander outside once the rain ended. Instead, I entered the kitchhen a few hours later to find it filled with large red flying termites!  I quickly turned off the light and many of them swarmed to the hall, where I had left a floor lamp on.  For some reason, they were all on the floor, where I quickly stamped them to death. I hate to kill any creature, but these same termites used to invade our house in the Redwoods in California, chew off their wings and burrow their ways into the redwood walls of the house. It was them or my wooden African carvings and cupboards and furniture!

Go HERE and HERE and HERE to see and read more about these termites.