This house isn't big enough for the 12,000 of us anymore!

I know they have lived here much longer than we have, but I am now asking our flatmates to leave. We were getting along great for awhile. I was willing to pretend they didn't exist and promised only to smash the rabid looking ones that dared come into the light.

But that all changed when one of them barged in on me in the shower.

In the middle of the day.

Pretending to be a preying mantis.
(Naturally, I didn't have my glasses on, and my eyesight is quite bad, obviously, without them). I was able to relive all of my horror movie nightmares during that battle and emerged victorious!

(The Gisborne Cockroach)

So now the real battle begins. Bring forth the borax!