*Swat*
On top of the joy of being stuck at home, Kate and I have gotten to spend the past week in a fierce holding action against an invasion of houseflies. There have been two waves so far, of a few dozen each -- we haven't yet puzzled out where they are breeding, but they clearly are doing so.
My inner Buddhist is making sad faces at me, but we're getting better than I might have expected at it, swatting a couple dozen a day. I've tried a few of the folk-remedy traps (eg, fill a bowl with some apple cider vinegar, a bit of sugar and a bit of dishsoap) with modest success, but we're mostly finding it effective to roam the kitchen with sacrificial magazines that we are prepared to get Fly Goo on.
So -- yay, fun. How's by you?
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We found that one of the feeding locations for the fruitflies was a catbox -- note that this catbox was cleaned daily, but there apparently was enough moisture anyway...
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Nice -- yeah, I'll think about putting one up prophylactically.
No cats here (Kate's allergic); still trying to puzzle out possible sources...