The new apartment has ants.
Not the normal garden variety black ants like I had in the old place – these are teeny tiny little brown ants and boy, are they persistent little fuckers.
They also go after stuff that the old ants never touched, such as the dry cat food.
In order to prevent non-stop nagging and pestering, I leave dry food out for the cat and it works pretty well, except when the food’s covered in those goddamn ants. I’ve tried just about everything, and they keep going after the food, causing me to throw out about two full cups of pretty expensive ant-infested kibble.
Don’t tell me to buy cheap food. The can’t won’t eat it and I’m the one that has to listen to the yowling.
So this weekend, I figured out a way to thwart them.
I bought two bowls, one slightly larger than the other, filled the smaller one with food and the larger one with about a quarter-inch of water.
Note the pink. That’s how we roll around here.
That’ll teach ’em. Last time I checked, ants can’t swim.
At least I hope ants can’t swim. With my luck, these have learned.