Pest Warfare

Last night I found a scorpion on B's bedspread. Yes, he was IN the bed at the time. No, he did not wake up when Prince Charming opened a can of whoop-ass on that little critter.

I can take an occasional scorpion on the tile in my kitchen. One whack with a shoe and the problem is solved. It is the price I pay for living in the desert.

But as soon as one climbed up onto my sweet boy's bed, oh man!

It is ON! It is on like Donkey Kong!