posted on Sep, 6 2014 @ 04:25 AM
Ants are fascinating. When I was younger I would feed them cookie or biscuit crumbs and could watch them for hours.
I recently moved into a new house and decided that the mailbox needed a major renovation. I discovered a huge ant hill within a foot from the box and
as I was renovating the post and changing the box I was viciously attacked by throngs of red ants. My feet were in pain for days.
My family said that I should Raid them and be done with it, but I couldn't. I was the invader, not them. I just decided I'd step a couple feet out
of the way to check my mail. I also take care not to disturb them when I cut the grass.
Well, I'm not the only one that likes my renovated mailbox. As of about 2 weeks ago a black widow decided to take up residence there. I am terrified
of spiders (I know, they're probably more afraid of me than I am of them..) and I've seen black widow bites. That's not something that I wanted. I
also didn't want to kill the spider. Again..live and let live..we're all just here minding our own business...but I really didn't want to get bit.
I tried moving her, but within a day she had made her way back to the box. I refused to check my mail for a few days...I didn't know what to do.
2 days ago I finally decided to check my mail. I was sure I was going to miss a utility bill if I kept putting this off, and a tiny spider was no
reason to have my power shut off. I held my breath and opened the box and found an interesting scene.
The red ants that had attacked me - the ones I had been urged to kill - and the ones whose lives I had spared, were eating the black widow. A group of
them was hastily trying to remove her body from my mailbox. And I let them.
The logical side of me realizes that they were not doing this as a "thank you" for sparing them...but another part of me really hopes that was the
Ants are awesome.