Larry has been putting in gas lines to get ready for when the free gas is finally ready to turn on. He was running a line to the kitchen today and had to drill a hole in the outside wall. First knock on the wall brought out some mighty angry yellow jackets!
Apparently they are in the wall outside the kitchen. Poor man, he said he was a fast mover getting away from there but they still stung him three times. He's getting his revenge tonight, put kerosene down in the place where he found them. Tomorrow we'll see how many are still living. (Thank goodness for rough wood siding, you can do things like that without ruining your house). He has wasp and hornet spray to finish them off tomorrow--I hope. Unless he just made them madder.
What should be a simple job just got complicated. Isn't that the way it always goes? And of course we'll have to pull off that part of the wall, remove the nest and repair the wall. THAT will wait until winter when we're sure (or as sure as we can be) that all the bees are dead or gone.
Never a dull moment. There are times when I am quite happy to be working 50 miles away.
Don't tell Larry I said that.