The freaky part was that it seemed very strange that for the first time in 18 years, there was a gathering here. I'll have to head out to the back yard tomorrow to check to see if there is something out there that is inviting to them. In the meantime, it does bring chills and seems like some b-movie horror flick. I dislike using insecticides since they can create transfer of chemicals from the neurotoxins to dishes, food, and other contact surfaces. Just not in my plans. So, I'll have to try to address the issue with the window leaking these critters into the house.
Oddly, one song stuck in m head. Most of the renditions online are less than listenable, but you will get the idea from this little clip (mercifully short <grin>). It seems to be a folk song that goes back to the US civil war. If you are as unlucky as I feel at present, it will become a nasty earworm in your head, too. Not sure that sleep will be easy -- with the hateful repeating song lines and possible nightmares. It may be an interesting night. Enjoy!
Shoo Fly, Don't Bother Me -- from Encino Man
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