The Midnight Cockroach Fight

 I don't like any kind of insect, even the ones that some people find cute, like butterflies.

But praying mantises and cockroaches are at the top of the list. I really hate them; they make my blood run cold. 

The cockroaches here get very big, up to 4 cm long; that's big!

Hannah is sleeping on the sofa in the living area. Late last night, she came running into my room, shouting cockroach.

I told her to get David; he's our professional cockroach killer. 

David came in a bit later, grinning, saying that he couldn't get it. 

Hannah refused to sleep in the living room. I don't blame her. The thought of a cockroach roaming around the room, maybe roaming over my face would have me moving!

Do you remember the photo of my room? There was no space for Hannah to sleep.

The space circled in red is where Hannah usually sleeps, on a mat and futon.

At 11:30 at night Hannah and I had to move out the treadmill, move the clean laundry, boxes and the trash bag, then put her mat and futon and find extra blankets for her. By the time we had finished that it was almost midnight. I crawled into bed. 

I was almost asleep when I realised I hadn't taken any meat out for the next day.

I lay there debating whether to risk going into the living/dining/kitchen. In the end I screwed up enough courage to go, I figured the cockroach would be hiding!

It wasn't hiding, it crawling, slowly up the wall.

I decided to be brave, I went to my room and got some spray, I told Hannah to grab Fluffy as I knew I would be using a lot of spray which isn't good for the cats.

I went in armed with a half can of spray, determination and a tiny bit of courage. I felt like a warrior of old going into battle, and yes, I was only fighting one massive cockroach.

I sprayed, it ran, towards me. I sprayed again and it fell onto the counter. I felt as if it knew that it could  intimidate me by charging at me. I sprayed again, it fell behind the counter, so I decided on full out attack and just sprayed for ages.

I thought it must be dead, just as I was feeling relieved at winning this battle, it came out and ran straight toward me.

I didn't move in time and it ran over my foot, I had my slippers but still!

I think it thought it  would have the final victory, that by running over my foot I would give up, but I had come to far in this fight. I let out my final attack and emptied the can of spray on it.

It curled up on its back and died.

Jackie 1:cockroch 0.

That wasn't the end as I then had to remove the body. All I can say is YUK! Maybe the cockraoch got me from cockroach afterlife as moving the body, even with a load of paper towels made me feel sick.

All of this was at 12:30 last night!

One thing I don't understand is why we are getting cockroaches at this time of year, usually this is the safe time. 

I need ot find something to put down to stop them coming in but with the cats it's hard, as most things are dangerous for pets.

If anybody has some pet safe ideas let me know in the comments.