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So, we've up and moved from Texas and have been battling sugar ants in our new digs.
"Mama," Natalie tsk-tsked as I set down ant bait, "you shouldn't worry about sugar ants. They're not like fire ants: Sugar ants don't bite. That's why they're called sugar ants. They're sweet."
I'm not buying it.
Posted by Jennifer Linney at 08:13 AM in Creatures, The things they say | Permalink