We know that the stairwell and lift are mossie-ridden, and try to enter and exit the appartment quickly, but this doesn't account for the 15-20 a day we are hunting down.
Closer inspection reveals a 1 cm gap under the front door and emergency exit, along with a grating above the front door which has no gauze.
The result of this is that Lon and I will be having a conversation, then Lon gazes off into the middle distance, leaps to the middle of the room and jumps clapping his hands, swears if he misses or shouts "yesss" if successful. Repeat. Repeat again. Repeat.
Our mosquito studies have led us to note the following phenomenon.
- Mossies are silent unless it is 2 am when they emit their distinctive nnnnnnnnnnoise.
- Mossies have klingon cloaking technology. Once they reach a distance of 1.5 m from the human trying to kill them they become invisible requiring the hunt to begin again later.
- Hazel is 30 x tastier than Lon (ratio of bites H:L)
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